“each time I wake…”

 

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each time I wake
I find that I’ve composed my curves
around the rugged landscape
of how I think your body feels
I furrow deep into you
the way hard rain wears rivulets
into mountainsides
and when I finally realize
that your rigor has fled
with the morning light
blinding my eyes,
I get up
and make the bed

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