Thursday, June 07, 2007

What I miss, being single

I've stated before that I'm not big into poetry, but Marge Piercy knows how to put words together to take my breath away. This is from Oprah's Mission Calendar Inspiration today:

We lie in each other's arms
eyes shut and fingers open
and all the colors of the world
pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

-- Marge Piercy

This passage is excerpted from Colors Passing Through Us.

John and I had a verse from one of Marge Piercy's works read at our wedding. Now, eleven years later, I can't remember what it was. But after reading that lovely piece above, I'm determined to find it and share it with you.

The feeling I get when reading this verse is how much I miss that — miss having someone whose every square inch of skin is intimately known to my fingers. Maybe I'll be lucky enough in my life to know that exquisite intimacy again.

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