TAKE THESE WORDS (August Postcard Poem 2017)

I steal the words

right out of your mouth,

place them

between my own lips.

 

The air

never had a chance

to solidify them

into sound.

 

Neither of us

expected this.

Both of us cared.

 

The heat of your body

exhaled a shroud

around each syllable

 

and I can taste

your poetry

long after the swallow.

 

Copyright 2017

 

 

 

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