i cannot…

i cannot understand love
that doesn’t feel like
warm chocolate — sticky sweet ecstasy
tumbling off of my taste buds
dissolving into cocoa love songs
blown into the air
like wishes falling freely from the heavens
afraid to be caught
happy to continue
descending
to a place where i can lie
wrapped up in memories of
the
touch,
and
taste
of your heart.

Copyright © Roxane Tracey, 2003

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