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BY R.J. RONGCAL I APRIL 30, 2010

in the tear of your sweater 
air sweeps through to touch you. 
and you love the touch 
of cool molecules against skin. 
you whimper in delight, sweeten 
honeydew slice smile into spring, 
breathe these eyes into an afternoon. 
how it’s been long since i loved in a morning. 

around your eyelash wave 
water winks through glass to sink. 
and you adore that soak 
of warm molecules within pupils. 
you blink long in frames. lift 
your lids: here, still, our flesh lay 
curving words legible from your breaths. 
how it’s been long since i loved in a morning. 

on the back of your neck 
my warm hand curls to conform. 
you crease into a love letter — 
scripture kept distant from me. 
you unfold in seconds, whisper 
austere secret, than roll back into scented 
papyrus for ancient lovers to translate.
how it’s been long since i loved in a morning

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