I Want to Touch You

I want to touch you
yes I want,
with my heart’s fire
with my heart’s want,
and spend this life
in this weave,
a spider tangled
in your moonlit dream,
a poem rising
to its eminent height
in the silent sea
behind your eyes,
a poet vanquished
by a breath
softer than softness,
whiter than death.

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