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On the sudden I am awake,
I am in a room
with you-Nothing I could ever contain!-
under my arm, on my chest.

You are burning with seamless entirety.

For a long second I look at your quiet face the smoothness of the lines
that draw out your open eyes.

A moment is all I can hold of you

In that moment all of you fires to the surface
every particle shows off its side, its bend.

In a moment
In the stillness,
In the warmth of your features, everything I have ever been-
the demons,
all the faces I have worn,
all my ghosts and disguises,
all my armours and my gowns,
come out for you and yours for me.

-Pascale Giroux