VI.
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YOUR MEMORY
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I remember you as you were in our first embrace.
You were the golden hair and the unyielding look.
You were the tall girl come into my arms
who laughed a nervous laugh
and desired to avenge her sorrow.
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You could not rest in my arms
until we were naked; then you began
to flow like a slow river.
With every kiss I gave you
you moved deeper inside your body
and closer to me.
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Above me, you were
the sky
I could suddenly kiss;
beneath me, you were the sensual earth.
I pressed my body to the depth of your bones,
fell headlong into the depths of your fiery eyes.
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The quietness of pleasure. Goldenness.
Your memory is made of mirrored light,
of mist, of an almost-sleeping river.
When you smiled up at me
the flawed world shattered,
sorrow was avenged,
and we both had spring and summer in our hearts.
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