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Her hands II

Her hands II
By Cervantes on 02/13/2013
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The palm of her hands
press firm in the clay
of my body
before she becomes a memory
lost in the hustle
of this life

Gone like the charge of a neutron
in a controlled experiment

The science of my history
told me I did not belong here
long before that reaction
but with the calculations
of a cat burglar
I resolved to steal
all the moments I could with her

And knowing she would leave
before she left
left me easy
with the knowledge of her departure

No nothing of surprise
when the keys to our door
fell silent in her hand

The acute fractures
I could never fix
appeared like fissures in the terror
of her anxieties
while my calm matter-of factness
amplified the worries

She envisioned
an unfettered immobility
and I could see her only support
was an urgent demand for attention
to her present fancies

We knew her whims
would overwhlem us
and I would sink with the ship
sacrificing every personal thirst
for her
because the clay of my body
holds firm
to her imprint
my heart secures the memory
but the door to my life is open
so they can come and go as they desire
while the clay of my body
holds firm to the imprint

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By Cervantes On 2/13/2013 9:49:53 AM
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