Your name seeps
around the corner of my lip
Tonguing it from inside of my mouth
Fearing if I part my smile
It will be uttered in cream
And my hearts liquored breath
Your seasoned spice exhaled
Pearling into foamy thought
Edging syllables around me
And in my
Nerve
Catching each nuance
Of your liquid sound
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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