Thursday, February 26, 2009

An afterthought - a poem

Posted by T.R. Robbins on Thu, Feb 26, 2009 at 1:23 PM

She lay on the bed

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under knots and moonlit notches

breathing like she just came

from the bottom of the ocean.

I tasted the sea on the tip of my tongue.

One of her languid arms fell to the floor

and twitched with diminishing frequency

like an autotomized lizard's tail.

A piece of the moment that will never grow

back the same.

The sweat and the wet had come to the

surface

that instant

the gasps became giggles

and I emerged from the trance

to feel my own chest fill with air,

become faint,

and know

that it was good.

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