I Can Give You ItA Poem by CH ArchiveI Can Give You It I can give you it The antenna that scrapes your underbelly and grazes your sores whenever you wish for it to be I can give you it The preacher on the sand dunes waving you back to land from the hot air ballon you stole from me Forgiving -- the molten air you blew into my lungs every time we kissed I can give you it The veins that speak like tree branches and burrow into your flesh and make your limbs swell I can give you it The florescent orb stapled on a golden arch that you wear on your finger until the day you sell Forgiving -- the holes in the clay that morphed into what we considered as "us" I can give you it the peace of mind and everything else that my walking shadow serves I can give you it The blueness of the day-sky and everything else that you deserve © 2013 CH ArchiveAuthor's NoteReviews
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14 Reviews Added on January 6, 2013 Last Updated on January 6, 2013 AuthorCH ArchiveMontreal, CanadaAboutWont touch a thing-- to those who find this, enjoy the glimpse. more.. |

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