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Saint Christopher

We took a moment, you and I

to discover the dreamy depths of despair

and twist out of them for an aching eternity

that was only a miniscule intake of breath.

 

We found unachievable closeness 

and said we wouldn\'t get too close.

Hot wax melted over my fingers 

and my skin branded

with marks of you.

 

Unsustainable burdens we carried across that river;

to go any further would destroy us both.

Burning bright and brief against the sky,

your strength and skin on mine.

Palms pressed, perfect pressure, fingers intertwine.

 

Candy floss caresses,

sticky sweet skin.

You carried me, but warned me not to wander 

off the path and lose my way.

 

Yearning, trusting, I clung 

to the curve of your back.

You wanted only to go on.

 

But don\'t you understand?

To me, it doesn\'t matter if we fall.