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1999-06-02* Z445 {He Felt}

He felt the light slip, tight fitting words.
He felt the heat let up,
He felt the white whip of freedom
lick him round the eyes,
for the first time.
Beast fight beast for the ball,
for all you desire ...

And he felt it in his knees,
and he melted in her gaze.
Fall fight summer for her leaves,
beach fight ocean for her waves.

He felt what he feared most ...
the signposts are backward.

He felt her air,
felt her hair,
felt her backbone.

He felt queasy two weeks later.