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By Ali Date: 2007 Sep 06 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.06.22.49.1926]] |
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Words are everything— everything I have to tell you, to get to you, to get through… unexpected emissaries of some long-unsaid truth, echoing the deeper parts, these shifting recesses of my sometime-smile, the one that sways just for you. I’m breaking, baby— dreaming beyond this moment, stripping naked, stripping bare many things (too many for comfort, but even uneasy, I step closer to you), practicing bravery, conjuring up more than just your reasons, my treasons, these fits of unshakeable courage— I don’t possess, I don’t, but I do… I’m testing you, because I need you. I need to believe you, beyond your soft-thunder words, beyond these whirlpool doubts, raging insanities of passion, and the pretty-made promise of what-if, of more—more than this— and my earth-quaking desire. I’m taking the most fatal risk, now, undoing myself so that you can see the clockwork way in which I smile, sometimes— so that you can see the ethereal way I tempt your recklessness— so that you can see the fragile fever that would overtake you, if only you'd give me a reason. |