Aching Intimacy
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A petal scream at the hail ,
But doesn't ask
for a place
to hold tickle .
But a flower I seize ,
Turns toward the light
To face ,
a picture of care .
And If you should ask me ;
Which you are,
My answer is -
Your aching intimacy .
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