Monday, March 26, 2012

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my skin
rises to meet your hands
i can tell
i have no control, that
this is unconscious
it's automatic
instinctive
this
this is bigger than you
or me
this is chemistry
and nature
and DNA
this is written into my body
into the patterns of your palms
as they glide
down my spine
over my stomach
this is different
and new
and it makes my heart
beat
in time with something
there isn't a word for.
this might not be love but
it makes me believe in it.

4 comments:

Emilia said...

I love this, it's beautiful.

Ever said...

Lovely
Xxx

katherine said...

this is so amazing. I love it. Thank you.
xx

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