a poem for today, 18 July 2012

a poem for today, 18 July 2012
[a word-sorted sonnet of eight sentences and its image]
I don't think I would have fallen in love with you when you were a man.
I'm out the shipping charge but I'll eat that as the price of my mistake.
Girl with neck length hair stands before wall in wool skirt and jacket.
Where I used to see flaws and failure, I saw strength and beauty.
Making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out.
When we touch we share space, air, and energy through our skin.
The you and the I don't need words to understand each other.
I believe him, and we make love beautifully.

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