touch your body

innocent early evening
dancing across carpet
soft soul,
hearing voices,
forgetting how to do poems

soft soul makes me forget
how to do anything
hard funk reminds me of

needs and laughter
the holding our imaginations are rich in
actual embrace
poems are virtual
actual is embrace
actual is touch

strong bunch of moody fools we are

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