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Monday 14 January 2013

continental drift

You are moving away from me
Millimeter by millimetre
Breath by breathe

We started with your breath on my cheek
Your ancestors speaking stories
Of soil
Of home
      where we could go

Your breath became so
Hot it
Burned
Me
 Disgusted me with its history smell
Until my nose became accustomed
Entwined

Then your breath was
On my lips
It was your body that spoke to me
Of urgency
Of penetration
Scars, birth and
Somehow (because you are this way)
Stars

Your breath was on my neck
As we looked out together
Behind infront behind

Your breath on my hands as
We scrabbled to pull each other up
Off the ledge

(invisible ledges the other cannot see
So tangled by fear of loss)

Now we are sitting across from each other
In front of this chasm

I can no longer feel your breath
I have no power over this continental drift

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