lying against you pressed
almost inside
motionless
you shift an eyelash
light a fire
watch the curtains
burn and sway
setting the bed ablaze
quilt of flame
holds us in its embrace
caressing our bodies

til we are ashes


then we will be perfect
in a japanese rock garden

scratched and sifted
by the rake
anchored and held
by the stones
puresilent
and indistinguishable
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