Friday, May 04, 2007

A Poetic Similitude of Souls

An Excerpt by Amanda Leigh Lichtenstein:

You take forever and I love you
For that, I really do.


Reach your hand through winter
To warm my freckled face.

Hold my empty skull, weightless
When we sleep. If it floats away,

Press down harder like a cow
Fit for slaughter –

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