Here I love you, between the bandage
And the blood.
A shard of glass has split
The sexual union of your skin.
Here I love you, between the wound
And the stain.
Your heart has seen an injured dream
Reborn in a drop of blood.
Here I love you, between the healing
And the pain.
I have held you by your joy
And now I hold you by your sadness:
And here I love you, between my hand
And your hand.
Written on September 10th, 2003
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