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You are Still on My Skin

by David Garner



I know the trick


the inevitable trick


to summon up your spirit


when you are still


at rehearsal





here's how:





I eat the leftover


General Tso's


then I take a swig of Pepsi


and I lick my lips


and there!





you are still on my skin


above my lip


below my nose


you are still on my skin





on the golden hairs


of my forearms


you are imbedded


like secrets


sand


and


hypertext





I run


my nostrils


along


the back


of my hand





and


there you are


residing


in


the textured lines


on the innerside


of the other side


of my wrist





and there you are


clean


with sex


and a mix


of my cologne





and there you are













12/04/2007

Posted on 12/04/2007
Copyright © 2025 David Garner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 12/04/07 at 08:31 PM

Ah... from the secret text of summoning the spirit of the beloved...by the "lick" of "my lips". Mmmm... we've been doing the same meditations. I love the "innerside" of this.

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