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Slowly

 

 

 

 

 

Madame Gagnon, Paul-Emile Borduas, 1941

 

Musée de Beaux-Arts, Montréal

all in its time
all in its season
only when you are ready
only when you sense reason

in what we do and say
with and to one another
if and as you feel
there is no other way

slowly but surely
you will become my lover
your lips will open
your legs will part

your heart will embrace me
your mind will say this is
where I have always wanted to be
and where I want to stay.

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