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| Written by Laura Brown | |
| Thursday, 10 January 2008 | |
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If my mouth slackens for yours will your face loosen its lips and strange, knowing bones? My whole body slackens for your deft gesture of hands, for each slowly undone nerve to tauten, having known your skin so closely as to confuse boundary. To not untie, nor discard. Nor, ever, forget.        |
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