I Died Once

I died once, long ago

I no longer need the sun or stars or moon or shadows or time

I need the sound of your voice in my ear

Your long, lulling breath of life

I want to feel the edges of your see-through dress

And taste summer’s heat on your upper lip

And swim in the motion of your prophesying hands

Your soft, fulfilling hands

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