the solitude that goes against me

2009-08-09 | 2:04 a.m.

because he can see, i am beautiful
his sensuality makes my skin soft and sweet, inviting.
his heart is keeping everything alive.
that divine claret
flows in my veins
beats in my breast
reddens my cheeks.
the reason i speak is because he can hear
and the quickening of my breath
is at his finger tips.
the pressure of his hand around mine
is my consciousness
and his mouth,
my body's heat.
the trees give him air and the sanguine earth holds him up.
the well-being of this man
defines my confidence.
his success is my victory; his struggle, my plight.
his heart is keeping everything alive.

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