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Taking the Lady’s Hand and Passing Her Back Her Bag

Taking the Lady’s Hand and Passing Her Back Her Bag

Taking the Lady’s Hand and Passing Her Back Her Bag

A Poem by Valyntina Grenier

“Do you know how I know that I love you

[the breath egressing from her left nostril

echoes off her eardrum and sounds like wind]

earlier today I thought how I would be if you died” 

That’s love, the death fantasy, our enumeration of loss  The rescue fantasy signifies fornication or the desire to save to be deep-ended upon

be if you died”

Come rushing the assailant faster than a sound can pass from the mouth of your dear victim  No, you catch the victim before she's hit the ground holding the both of you chest to chest for a moment by the strength of your left arm as you rest her against the ground  You leap for the assailant hug him around the ankles send him smashing to the cement kneel into his back your arm around his neck

if you died now today

Why does the rescue fantasy come when you want to get sexual and the death fantasy come with love The rescue fantasy is thrilling and not often followed by the depth fanta  sigh

Remember what it is like

and 

“do you know how I know that I love you 

because earlier today I thought how I would 

be if you died 

be 

if you died now today” 

Raising her hand here

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