Edge

We live on fringes

and we are drawn

together as if we have

intimately known

the other some time

a long time before

and can’t quite remember

when or how

 

It’s lovely — really —

this magnetism we

have for one another

 

Floating in the chaos

of this world, we find

those who ring familiar

and we circle about

flirting and feinting 

at real contact

 

These are moments that

I cannot deny

when someone else

has spoken in a tongue

I truly understand

though I am uncertain of why

 

I just know it

 

I know you

 

I just do

 

And the hairs on

my arms and shoulders

begin to prickle-raise

from the flesh

pointing in your direction

drawing me towards

that inevitable force of you

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