The Reader

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Your poetry is not found on the page, within letters

strung together in words that rhyme, hoping for some

understated epiphany or hunting for resonance in the

echo of a student’s cephalic cavern.

 

Your poetry is in the simplicity

of your touch, in the lines of your

face.

 

Yours is a poetry of the eyes speaking to my heart,

leaving me to wonder how it ever desired to beat before you

existed.

 

I am your reader, soaking up every nuance, absorbing

your language into my flesh, feeling my marrow

burn with desire for you. I should like to read you

forever.

 

(photo credit: <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/spiritual_marketplace/2435630377/”>Eddi van W.</a> via <a href=”http://photopin.com”>photopin</a&gt; <a href=”http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.0/”>cc</a&gt;)

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