Poem: Vast | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Chronogram Magazine

On my chest
Your small breath
Water
On a sheet.

I do not see
With you
Between
A still
Simple
Flower
In a book.

On/off
Day/night
Shadows reached
Asymptotically.

The outline of your body
Never ending.

No future
Union
Only imagination
Indistinguishable from a crowd of stars.

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