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The Web Poetry Corner - Philip Claude Andermann - Pierced Man

Pierced Man


Philip Claude Andermann

When I touched her face
Her skin was soft as water's
Mirroring the bruise of a thousand living tattoos
Of being touched,
Heart rippled through into a thousand dancing suns
And simply passed through.

We floated in the peace
Till the sun rose
And she smiled at the quiet night.

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