a body betrayed
to a sudden change in temperature
yearns for rain through winter’s night
a body betrayed
to the wind through an open window
seeks a current’s gentle caress
a body betrayed
to the touch from a hand on a calve
of a shaky leg on a ladder
holds a sweet moment
everlasting
a body betrayed
remembers how it felt
the next morning
when the sun’s essence
held two hands together
a body betrayed
is its own entity
separate from the rational
surface of a table
or the day
has no body at all
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