Remedy written by Meno Silencio at



written by: Meno Silencio



A copse of aspen,
And I close my eyes,
Fall tickling my frail bones
As you kiss my longing,
Make love to my hollowness,
Until it is full of you.

The leaves have settled in my rib cage
A bright carpet
To mask an absent heart.
Every touch of yours
Stirs, remedies,
Expands my bloodless veins,
And makes me whole again.

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