she becomes unobtrusive
yet still an ever-present pulse
a circulatory response
that falls and fails
and rises up into smoke
a precious high
you reach for her
you can only extend your soul so far

gently, as winds shift, she fades
in and out
this delicate image
blurred on the edges
but the center glows
a radiating heat pushed outwards by
breath and interest
your hunger to see her more clearly

as you peak, she wilts away
more a melting of time
than a true decay
but still her lingering scent
has invaded
your porous being now
drenched and overflowing
with her brief stimulation

has she mixed with your blood
so efficiently that you blush?
or is your heart
obstinately sealed against
such fragile intrusion?

8/15/07

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