no 9

When I no longer can have you
when you are beyond possibility . . .
that is when the body wants,
needs
you.

And when you were near
it was quiet
from fear.
This body was quiet.
Fear of what?
Of wants,
of needs,
of you?

Contradictions like knots
these thoughts here,
near with me tonight.

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