not for me
not for me
the tender gaze
solicitous touch
prerogative
gestures
of lovers
not for me
intimate
knowledge
of early morning sun
on skin
familiar
beloved
or the innocent sound of sleep's
rythmic
breath
trusting in its warm embrace
on my nape
no.
naught for me but my thoughts
echoing
through silent passageways
of my heart
relentless steel kisses
bruising
cutting
as i watch
from the stone cold stillness within
animated warmth
outside
beyond me
beyond my hands
hanging
limp
empty
finished 19.8.7 4:44 am conceived: 18.8.7 number 1 train day
perfect. beautiful
seriously
fala, Gitano….
fala