You Lay There Returned
You lay there returned
between the wings of your breathing
graced by the mystery of feeling
before you awaken thought
do our hands draw themselves
or are they drawn by another
how do we give so much
in isolation
in these simple ways
in strings of radiance
with so little nourishment
poem by L.B. Temuco
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