i have taken some liberties
in tracing your contours
with the tip of my finger
the bridge of your nose
the line of your jaw
the back edge of your neck
now my soul has come unloosened
and i'm unable to shove it back
into that cloak of flesh i wear
come swim with me
in that sea beyond our cages of bone
unfasten the gown of your body
show me your luminous edges
let your unadorned presence
shiver the surface of waters
then before dawn
we'll step back into our skins
and i can start using a pencil
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