The Simplest of Aches
by Adriana DiGennaro
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the need for tenderness
is stitched into us all
like a weeping red pouch
a beautiful void throbbing gently
for the words "i love you"
words that would bleed
so deliciously deep
like a gorgeous soft sore
but beyond reach are
the three gleaming apples
on the highest barbed-wire sycamore
so inside us we harbor
the simplest of aches
a most basic need
in a most complex place
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