of my body’s capabilities would come to light
from this duet
Something in her high pitched sway
coupled by his studied vocal change
to please her in their harmony
makes me miss intimacy
I’m embarrassed to say I imagine that
he’d look to me as if to say:
“How did we make something so perfect?”
I become how I used to be lovely
in a crawl toward freedom,
for better and for worse
My sabbatical from life has made
me dream out loud
The possibility that I could be loved,
almost too beautiful for me to bear.
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