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By Varda Date: 2007 Dec 18 Comment on this Work [[2007.12.18.13.48.9959]] |
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Why poetry when our bodies espress so well already? Why put paper between us when it will end up on the floor beside the bed? Why rearrange words when we could tangle sheets? Why should I rhyme for you when I could groan in your bitten ear? Why depend on one mouth or ten fingers to sing our story when two full bodies bend, press, and plunge in harmony? Why tell when we could do? |