Sunday, February 20, 2011

Let me see
The broken part
Of your soul
Just so I
Can ghost my fingers
Wonder--
If it feels familiar.
I won't fix it
So don't even ask
I will hold
All your pieces together
While curiosity lasts.

Just so I
Can pry open
Every niche of your being
Let me see
With wandering eyes
What lies beneath
Your pretty skin.

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