For every place you have ever been;
Every lover's bed slept in,
Every fibre on the clothes of a companion,
Every relation, cohort, passer by you have embraced,
Every time you brushed your skin, you manically scratched, you gently bathed.
I want what you left behind.
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
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