Tagged: legs

the year of the dog

perhaps fear has long

here is a reminder

here is a reminder
in the middle of
a wintry afternoon
that i do not deserve
you – my legs
wrapped up so
carefully in
your legs, and for
a small, exposed
piece of me that still
strays with the
inescapable
draft in the room,
a warm hand lands,
perches, massages
periodically into
that tickle threshold,
in case i were not
already completely
yours, present
.
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birdwatching in our

six-fifty-seven-

six-fifty-seven-
p.m., a moment of
convergence, we
sweat in such
close
proximity, a
redundancy
of curves –
arms, necks,
legs – six-
fifty-eight
.
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the classic wait

the classic wait
includes a variety
of crossings
– arms,
legs, tempers –
along with some
sensible, some not-
so-sensible dialogue,
mostly soliloquies
.
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