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Poem written in 1993

I kissed your armpit and a wave of your body crashed
And told me of you, although you were right there -- 
I could have asked.

That tender spot can't breathe all day 
Because we never hang from or lie against trees 
With our fingers meshed behind our heads anymore.

Bound in cloth with arms down and rubbing, 
You musk -- the scent is you and I can inhale so deeply 
I taste salt and the pool on your skin and in your hair.

©1993 chris abraham
Aug 15, 1993 12:00 AM