while damp and sticky I’d watch you make yourself
comfortable lining my side head on my chest
fingers at play with the hair stroking each in its turn
as though each deserved a tenderness it is rare to see this side
of anyone rare for anyone to stay
after the act even rarer for them to come again
weeks later odd messages of day-to-day
workloads and wants for the weather
to change smile emojis and how are you doing
todays I was almost a landslide
fumbled footing of words
tripping out on the tongue edge so often
I end up dragging my voice back reminding it not
to wander teaching it the dangers of temporary homes
A word from the author: The poem explores intimacy and the want to be a part of something, while fearing what that means.
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