There's something you should know
I've been trying for hours
So long they've tumbled into days and weeks to conjure up a storm
Of literary resonances caused by
The sparks of your tentative digits
I'll try today
But you'll have to forgive me
If I struggle to compress;
The density in my bones
Palpitations of my confessional organ
The bated breath, the dizzying highs
All of this;
Either you or yours
Into configurations of fiction suddenly real
Through silent incantation I will myself
To commit this to memory
All of you
and all of me
Us.
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