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Heart Murmurs by Keith Costello

Heart Murmurs 

My nose fit perfectly in the corner
Made by your cheek and collar bone
Collapsed in that friendly heart attack
That stolen moment
When time ceases
And you cheat death
On Sunday morning

When only moments before
You were in the embrace
Of demon sleep
You awake to the cold touch
Of my bare insomniac feet
On the backs of your calves
Shattering slumber
But I take you while drowsy
As we pitch back and forth
Between dream and reality

We dip together like leaves of a low-slung tree
Kissing the water
We bow gracefully
Into the one spot in The River
Where the current cannot move us
And our stubborn wake reverses
The ravages of time

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