Adam

ADAM

You stood before me naked
My Adam, my tower
You marked my alabaster belly
With your hunger
You entered, finally, moving inside
Moving through me always
Your powerful arm scooped the small of my back
And you fused us.

Your son will have your eyes, your blood
Connection of your longing.

The wild hair that covered your neck-skin
Is short now
The marks have faded from my belly
You stand before me now, separate and alone
But how do I begin to leave?

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