Roadkill Poetry
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
 
i miss a lover i have never met, never seen
except in images frozen flat and still forever
so unlike the fiery shifting emotions that fill
our words and voices as we play
verbally caressing, holding, stimulating
as our individual bodies find some small ecstasy
each in a room far removed from the other


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