Oh to speak richly from within,
to surround you in a bright cloud of me,
so the experience would be my language to you.
For words continue to burst and fade
like a delicate flower.
No more can I tell you anything,
not intimate enough
I will not be vulnerable enough.
I
long
to press my body
into yours
and send
the essence that is me
the electric picture, my heart's breath
like a
jolt
into your chest.
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