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I Want to Love You with Every Piece of this Body
by James Tipton
(10/08/08)
I want to love you with every piece of this body.
I want these strong and simple hands to divine
each delicate sound inside of you; I want
these faithful legs to gallop at midnight
through the sleeping orchards of your heart;
I want these eyes, these singing eyes
that have survived the brutal clocks, the days
lost in daily space, to blossom in some high bed
of human heaven; I want these feet that never sleep
to wander in the deepest part of you, like ghosts
unchained, ecstatic in this desert sea;
I want this blood, this red tenderness,
to be your blanket; I want this brown and peasant face
to race through solitude and rock, until
with you at last the Book of Moon is read;
I want this tongue, that like some acrobat insane
tumbles toward you with what little words I have,
to sip some virgin secret that you hold;
I want this heart, in time both infinite and now,
to know the reason for the light in you that lifts me.
©2008 by James Tipton
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James Tipton's most recent collection of poetry, Letters from a Stranger, won the Colorado Book Award (Isabel Allende wrote the foreword). He lives in the tropical mountains of southern Mexico where he writes poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews, and is Associate Editor of El Ojo del Lago, Mexico's largest English language monthly.
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