I touch the air
cool to my fingers
it moves across me
like the sheet we lie
under when we are hot from making love
spent and yet so rich
I read an article today
that said if we say
'we' our lives will be better
well, we could do that,
couldn't we
But I shall still say I
love you
and listen with my
greyhound heart when you say you love me
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