I am, I am
seeking with my tongue
my lips and fingers
- and you will say
you are not listening
but I am, I am
to a still slow heart
under soft smooth skin
- and you will say
what are you thinking of?
each layer of my mind
fights to exclude
all the others
- and you will say
shut up
I have, love
- June 3,1995
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