- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Connection
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Our friendship deepens
with easy slowness.
I feel your gradual trust
bloom,
my own tendriling out.
We learn with childlike affection
that each is safe for the other.
Fondness moves between us
bridging into tender vulnerability.
I think I will be your friend
a long time.
Shyly, we turn our pages
for each other,
our bindings stiff and tight.
We are careful with each other.
I don't read you quickly.
The writing in your margins
must be puzzled out.
I trace my fingers
carefully over the letters,
and you read mine
with brow furrowed
with concentration.
So serious
a soul.
So sweet.
You place some of my words in your journal.
I read them,
and feel union.
You understand me,
and my binding softens,
into buttery kidskin.
I am greatful for you
in my life.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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LeBrozover 18 years agoYou read first the verse;
most difficult of all,
you read each other, and discover
as your words flow,
you are each other.
dcpoet44about 19 years agoit's all in the connectivity and bringing it all together. great job!!!! don
