Divide
"I have spent a lifetime separating,"
like the spaces between his fingers,
or the breaths between our lips-
his taut,
like pulling back a rubber-band that snaps on mine
and hangs loose
or the riverbed of crimson sheets
between our lying figures-
turned away from our closed hearts
and open eyes
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