touch

what truths have you denied yourself?

what tenderness have you kept
at a distance, dispersed only
in doses which seem prudent,
hidden deep beneath your skin,
tucked behind a lens?

i understand:

you don’t hold it back.
you send it through that lens.
you send it all through that lens,
you touch, you graze, you embrace,
through that lens.

but there is thirst
so much thirst
in this world
for your flesh.

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