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Poem Collection - MythOfHappiness - 21. Through Glass
Through my window
And into yours
I watched you dancing
You spun and swayed
to music I couldn't hear
In your eyes I saw the lyrics
In your movements I felt the beat
Of blood made form, given shape
I drank you in and whispered quiet
Apologies and praises and curses in your name
If we spoke you'd take me to the river
If we touched you'd push me under
If we kissed you'd give me breath again
But for now you dance through panes of glass
And pains of love and drowning settle in my lungs
Hold me to the floor
Take my breath and my skin and my form
Shred me like wet paper
Let me bleed for you and drink me in
Sweet and bitter on your tongue, unworthy
A drop of sweat slides down your brow
And your movements are faster now, frantic
You spin and spin and spin
And you swing your arms so violently
And your mouth is screaming
And I am screaming with you
A rough, guttural roar
Of anger at all the fuckers and the pain and the ones that want nothing more than to stop us from dancing
Our eyes meet and we feel that anger together
So loud the glass shakes and the air trembles
And once our voices are horse and harsh we collapse against the glass
And we feel drained and far away and so, so close
Closer than touch, closer than skin
And I stand and now I dance for you
A reminder that after all this is still ours
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