How I longed once to know you without clothing. Grace me then the tact to embrace you without bodies…

Float near to me awhile, love
In our desireless translucent afterlife
Let us share an uncritical glance downwards
At our temptings, heroic braveries, and foibles

Remember me in your machinations, love
When sculpting the shape of your next time
Among the watchful, forgiving stars

_______RS

[ Image: detail from a watercolor entitled “Waiting” by Nesta Carsten-Kruger. ] 

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