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Click hereYou peel open my tightly clenched hands
and bring me to places
where I face you
palms open.
Your words purples and violets
like your touch.
There is no sense
I have no purchase.
There is only sensation.
My heart is in my ears,
and in my cunt.
not in my chest.
My chest is full of magic
I breath your world in
and breath out life.
Yes! So overwhelmed by the imagery that I didn't even notice the spelling mistake. It's an easy one to make or miss that it should probably be include in <i>Strunk's Elements of Style</i> if that were ever to be revised. <br><br>
The poem, however remains magnificent. That image of the heart moving aside to make room for the magic of communion is glorious.
but I think you might be missing the e in a couple of your breaths... breathe in, breathe out
I had to struggle with some of the images, but the ending made it for me: "I breath your world in/and breath out life".