IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND

In the palm of your hand
you cradle the hurts
that have battered my heart.

I watch as you lick my wounds,
still warm and glistening.

Kissing my tears,
you coax them into smiles.

Your laughing eyes enter mine,
moving around energy,
speeding up my blood.

Going deeper, you pass muscle...
pass veins and bones
until you reach something else.

Human words cannot describe it in totality,

but there is a twinkling like stars
which rattles your teeth

and a calmness reminiscent of the moon.

Gold and blue dance to a tango,

while green and pink make love;

creating iridescent sparks
with each kiss and moan.

I taste the sweetness of your heart
when you take up residence in my chest.

Resting among dripping candles
and colorful pillows,
at home in this gypsy tent.

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