Eir LindstromHolmy Poems

We sit together, alone in a room,
and attempt conversation.
The first touch has not yet broken
the wall between us.
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Let not love faded leave us jaded
Beached upon cold beds
As we hide from the pain that is etched
On the insides of our eyelids
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I love your geometry:

The long leanness of you
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You live on an earthly plane

You touched me there, we kissed, we came
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