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Diverse Emotion

Your fingers against my skin
is the only feeling that displeasure’s me
yet chills me.
 
Your voice in a silent room
is the only sound that dander’s me
yet eases me.
 
Your presence in my being
is the only thought that discourages me
yet delights me.
 
And still,
even the agony your name presents to me,
even the revulsion your image creates
fails to isolate my heart from you.

(2014)

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