The pressings of
massive old wood posts,
with their nooks & crannies,
cracks and crevices..
now protrusions turned vivid
recollections of the visceral moment
when first set my eyes
and hands
upon flesh of a favored...
Most surprising in the findings,
flesh folding its own nooks and crannies,
hairs protruding in a million different places,
scars and moles and heartbeat and warmth..
breath, all magical.
This is the image i wish to convey...
first sight, body baring...
the image old as man
in the subtle, supple nature that is wood.
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