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To my husband on Valentine’s Day 2002

Is it an organ of memory? Our love for each other,

Our lovemaking—remembered anew in all our senses?

 

The sensation of want, desire, fulfillment, complete each time and

Remembered anew in all our sense when we touch? Whenever we touch

Held in a place so deep it feels new and fresh every time

It feels like spring and  youth, ageless, tender

 

Is it an organ of memory reminding us to feel

Making us whole, giving us happiness?

Remembered anew in all our senses whenever we touch 

 

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