9th Poem.
Exceptional Unshared Feeling
Also featured within monoprints.
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Oh lover! How I long for your touch, for the rush that runs through my veins-
Straight too my heart.
Oh lover! How I have to feel your touch-
Caressing, wet and the movement, oh the movement!
My bones run misplaced and indifferent with you.
My mind runs straight to the core, touching every nerve and every sense.
Oh but I don’t have a lover.
Just names
Many, many,
many.
Scars to my mind, running flesh torn to the bone. It is but a dream- but a nightmare.
Oh lover! Feel me again, for I have found the source you call water. The steed has stopped and the world spins crooked.
Oh lover! Take my hand and rub gently, touching every vein, line and squeeze-
Oh lover! Take me away - disconnect me from this world again for it is all but a dream.
A dream which never includes you again.
Names! Names! Names!!
Many names.
I am ashamed.
Disgust.
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