Poem : After
Posted by Village Poet on August 18th, 2006 at 08:02am
We lie spent for long minutes together,
your head pillowed by my stomach,
and for just a moment I consider covering myself,
until I realize that your fingers are gently kneading my flesh,
needing to feel me,
wanting me to stay just like this,
defenseless,
and I begin to weep,
unable to reconcile your love and my shame.
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