Thursday, 1 September 2016

Dear Diary of Martin X - 01/09/2016



I want to touch you 
It's natural 
Like I want to touch a statue 
I want to make contact 
With the contours of your surface
Feel your response and your pulse 
Trace the extent of your flesh 
With the minute ridges of my fingerprints 
Like the finest sandpaper 
Lightly polishing your skin
Writing my name in your water 
As invisible as gravity 
And as soft as the light
I want to begin by doing this
Would that be alright?



Sent from my iPhone






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