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Body Memory

By John I. Blair

Do I remember you?
Oh yes, I do.

Even when you cannot sit beside me
Sharing your cool, sweet voice,
Touching me with your scented skin,
Your image in my mind is clear.

My every body cell
Remembers you.

I am your lodestone, your compass.
If you were at the farthest pole
I would turn, trembling,
And find you there.

2005 John I. Blair

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