This Will Be a Summer

This will be a summer
of hot dreams and playful nights.
Every of your thousand inches will be touched and known.
I’ll read them like pages from a fairy-tale book.
I’ll pour myself into your eyes if I must,
to read all your insides–
all your arterial poems
pumping in your veins–
your heart a vessel brimming.

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