approximations

almost
like a tangent line to a circle
you skirt the idea
round the concept
and come back to this
vacuum of images

close
like your breath on my skin
i cannot explain, instead
i arch my spine
and curve my arm
so you might follow

roughly
like a charcoal sketch on faded newsprint
i come to you
my hands unfolded
for you to read
the creases in my palms

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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