When you told me
you were in love,
I did not feel jealous,
just curious.

I wish I could see this person
who shares my name
and lives in my body
but is still completely unknown
to me.

~ aviD

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Desire and despair
are the only languages
I can write in.

Of course I resent you,
for before I met you
only my desire was illicit.

~ aviD

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Have you ever noticed
how similar are Love and Guilt?

Both evaporate as soon
as they are confessed.

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Strange is the pendulum
of my love:
it only swings from
indifference to madness
without pausing anywhere
in between.

~ aviD

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For every word I say
there are hundreds
that I do not.

Love swallows more words
than speech ever begot.

~ aviD

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These teeny tiny butterflies of bliss
alight upon the birch of my body,
fluttering their fine wings,
only to flit away in want of better blooms,
before I can so much as count them;
leaving me bare to bicker with my blight;
but beneath the base of this birch,
seeped deep into the sodden soil of my soul,
lie the roots of a tender sadness.

My love, I beckon you to behold
these benighted roots of mine,
that seep deep
in the sodden soil of my soul to
bind my being together;
it is through them that I taste life;
it is them that I nourish with my words.

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Did you notice, love,
the earth too is moist,
squishy & smiling
this morning?

Then I guess
it must have rained
outside too
last night.

~aviD

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It's been a month today
since you'd left a mark
on my left shoulder.

It has now faded away
irretrievably.

And just a few inches below,
refusing to learn a lesson,
there beats a disobedient heart
irredeemably.

~ aviD

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I long for the time we were strangers. I had known you so well then.
~ aviD

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In my favourite quadrant of your body,
my desire bends in a curve
with two arms,
one parallel to your neck,
the other to your shoulder;

Along this slippery curve,
my scuttled scruples slide
so easily.

Some may call it hyperbola,
some may call it hyperbole.

~ aviD

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