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once again I had the desire to undress you

(not just in the physical sense)

not just pulling off your leather jacket,

or your two sizes too small skinny jeans

(like grinch pants)

but undressing you the way a lover does

pulling back your skin like fabric over a metal frame

(your heart doesn't look that way)

and eating the fruits of your labored breathing

(secrets)

as we kiss,

I leave my touch to dwell like dust on an ancient table

(forever?)

even as the gap between us widens

these urges remain

to stare into your pale red orbs

(like cherry mirrors)

and find something steady dwelling behind your eyes

to silently move my head to the nape of your neck

(do you remember?)

and talk about the things I love

and the things I miss

(you, on both counts)

wanted to show you

the drying of the oceans

(my cheeks)

destruction and beauty in retrospect

(see the world)

just one more night

is what I wanted,

(maybe two)

where I came home with you

(never enough time)

and didn't have to cross the divide again

to drive back to Indiana

(back to chat clients and quick video chats)

because the break is over

(and you wonder why I want to go to EKU)

and the answer is there if you look

but

maybe the suspense

(the pressure)

is like a rubber band

drawing us together even as we

physically drift apart

(it's enough)

holding us together like

star-sign chains

cancer shackles

(emotions)

that keep us together

glue ground from beautiful heresy

and sweet blasphemies