intimate

by eloisehendy

it is not quite new
you
are my familiar
you are habitual
i have known you
you i have touched
i have mouthed
your well accustomed name

i have known
others
they have known me
other names have rolled
over
under
my tongue
there is nothing now
extraordinary
in any act
it has all been done
by others before us
long before
us

yet, at the meeting point
the touch
between well knowns
something strange
springs
a strangeness
at the nape of necks
and at bottom lips
a stranger
you
are comfortable
you
are steady
you
are oh so new
i had not known
you
i had not known
the touch
i had not known
how natural you
rolled
over
under
me
how strangely natural
you
under me
might be

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