small wound #46

where I end.

III

something
opens

quietly

a wound
in bloom

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IV

I feel it reaching for you
from inside me

we stay silent,
but it keeps growing
between us

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V

your mouth finds
places that opened
before you

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VI

sometimes I can’t tell
if you want me
or what I carry

you hold me
as if trying
to reach through me

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VII

when we lie together,
it flows
between our bodies.

I can’t tell
where I end
when you linger.

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