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Date Posted: 17:41:18 03/22/00 Wed
Author: StarGoat
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Subject: When She Comes to Me

When She Comes to Me

When she comes to me I put on my clown clothes
and my lover cape with velvet lining.
She always meets me in my center, heart beating
with a flushed glow.
She knows me and seeks to know me.
She finds my serious thoughts.
She breeds in me a heat that thrills with intensity.
She is my voice of contentment.
Laughs at my poor jokes.
And I am wondering why she talks to me at all.
I am so creaky and knotted.
She terrifies me. Entrances me hypnotic.
I don't bother wearing my watch, it doesn't matter.
She is so freshly alive.
She shows me a world to care about.
I can play marbles again, if I want to. I can.
She believes in me with such a sureness.
Like the earth. She mothers me.
She stays with me in my dunce's cap.
She swoons with me in my lover's buckled boots.
I have a lot to learn.
She is kind patient and true.
She has told me she wants me to have her.
She wants to take me.
I am so surprised that I want to give myself away.
I am scared, but I do have courage.
I want us to be the whole thing.
I long painfully.
I don't even have, or need a plan.
I'm just going to jump and land.
In her arms.

Copyright 2000 DPMcClellan

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