Non-Erotic Poetrybare flame in orchid forestbare flame in orchid forest
over again
we darken our space till black and cobalt
match shade, your eyes are flame
the color of my desire
to blow onto your face
your nose, naked eyes
the cradle of each others arms
unprotected make up of
matter
untouchable matter
ghost stuff
two mirrors
broken in their own way
one happy
the other crying
so join the few
shattered lost
and found shards
good for mosaic
eye corner grit for glue
powdered lime
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