i felt you there beside me
your sleeve against my arm -
warmth in these cool walls where
god meets church, believers, you and me;
i felt you there, my head on your welcoming
shoulder but roughly textured at the same time;
i felt your cheek on my hair
heat of blended bristles;
i felt you there, bathed squares
through panes of beauty
in every orange hue of rectangle
on hessian mats, squares
not quite squared, but straight and many
nonetheless, like love. where we shared,
i felt you there
different species of zebra cannot interbreed
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Poetryof zebras - the love collection here, when i say i never want to be without you, somewhere else i am saying i never want to be without you again. and when i touch you in each of the places we meet, in all of the lives we are, it's with han...
