Page Five

Winter sunlight casts your skin in blue
Your straight brown eyelashes lining
your closed lids
Spectacles thickening the view
Like a camera’s lens
That traps and widens the light
in the thick glass

While my china hands travel
To touch your face, as I sit
On your knee
I ram my head onto your chest

I am weighed by my adoration
And my head sinks down to your skin
Like a stone through hasty waters made still
Here against you I press and curl
And I tell you of my immense love for you.

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