shade (20170318)

we walk and i place my
hands through you
as if you are a column of smoke

after all, blues skies are just
an effect of
rayleigh scattering

i’m waiting for a hologram
of you that is more
solid, fleshy and yielding

i want to see my fingers
sink into your skin
i want to make shadows on you

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