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Poésie I

long gone

long gone
is a feeling on skin
hand and thigh
when you lay
with me on me between us
a sigh
when your hair stuck
from sweat
stuck from heat stuck from force
when it stuck to me stayed and
kept leaving me hoarse
when a drop from your skin
was falling on my waist
a burn mark that was
so we kept making haste
with touch and with tongue
but I could not endure
that by this we allowed each other to mure
there was a touch of a hand
and a feeling on skin
when you lay with me on me
were making me sing
and that is
long gone

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no more me

who are you
have you been
with me
were you
with me?
who were we
have we been
with me
have we been
me?
who am I
have I been
with you
was I
with you?
be it
I am
no more

© Marianne Jungmaier, Salzburg 2011

Categories: Poems