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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

22 February, 2006

Our bodies

Have you also noticed
we have different bodies here?
My legs lounge carelessly over yours
Uncaring of the angle and closeness of limbs
mine or yours.
They do not talk to seduce
Skin on skin is just drowsy and friendly.
Our stomachs protrude on beer and prawns
Unashamedly Rubenesque.
Sand-encrusted feet graze against each other
heads thrown back insolently, almost,
To a sun unused to our honesty.
My hands seem always in yours
Fingers tracing the almost-forgotten mounds of your palms.
Someone slowed the speed
and your kisses are nearly as long
as they were when we waited outside the door
at 4 am after stealthy dates,
a lifetime ago.
Our bodies do not fly or fight here
They gently rock unto themselves
Did you notice?
Our bodies are different here.

© Anita Vasudeva, Feb 2006



Anonymous Hiren said...

The legs maynot but such poetry tends to seduce
Despite repeat repeating trials, ny brains refuse
To reproduce
Such muse
My frivolous poetry really makes me feel like a recluse.

22 February, 2006 17:58  
Blogger zigzackly said...

You know I hate doing the "oh wow, I'm lost for words" thing, but..

..Oh, wow..

23 February, 2006 01:08  
Blogger annie said...

I esp like the bit about the long kisses from long ago

23 February, 2006 16:38  
Blogger Asmita said...

second peter on that Wow.

second annie on that ...long kisses from long ago

and love a sun unused to our honesty.

23 February, 2006 18:12  
Blogger chikuado said...

man.. such beauty in words.. and yet none to compare how beautiful these verses are!

06 March, 2006 17:12  
Blogger Max Babi said...

How gentle, how sensual!
You bowled me over, Anita.

07 March, 2006 15:06  

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