from the cold wastes
shiver at the touch
of your voice
your hand on my cheek
pressing deep
into my heart
down from the heavens
fell so long ago
broken wings
tricked
barren trysts
with thankless glances
i am torn open
naked
on severed limbs
only sight
enough
for your eyes
once
7/1/09
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