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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=452612" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Implications of One Plus One</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we collide, tectonic plates merging, <br>continents shoving, crumpling down into the molten <br>veins of fire deep in the earth and raising <br>tons of rock into jagged crests of Sierra. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes your hands drift on me, milkweed's <br>airy silk, wingtip's feathery caresses, <br>our lips grazing, a drift of desires gathering <br>like fog over warm water, thickening to rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we go to it heartily, digging, <br>burrowing, grunting, tossing up covers <br>like loose earth, nosing into the other's <br>flesh with hot nozzles and wallowing there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we are kids making out, silly <br>in the quilt, tickling the xylophone spine, <br>blowing wet jokes, loud as a whole <br>slumber party bouncing till the bed breaks. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I go round and round you sometimes, scouting, <br>blundering, seeking a way in, the high boxwood <br>maze I penetrate running lungs bursting <br>toward the fountain of green fire at the heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes you open wide as cathedral doors <br>and yank me inside. Sometimes you slither <br>into me like a snake into its burrow. <br>Sometimes you march in with a brass band. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ten years of fitting our bodies together <br>and still they sing wild songs in new keys. <br>It is more and less than love: timing, <br>chemistry, magic and will and luck. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One plus one equal one, unknowable except <br>in the moment, not convertible into words, <br>not explicable or philosophically interesting. <br>But it is. And it is. And it is. Amen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marge+Piercy">Marge Piercy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=452612" data-title="Implications of One Plus One de Marge Piercy" data-description="Sometimes we collide, tectonic plates merging, continents shoving, crumpling down into the molten veins of fire deep in the earth and raising tons of rock into jagged crests of Sierra. Sometimes your hands drift on me, milkweed's airy silk, ..."></div> </div> </div>
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