A bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your bodythe shape of returns, your hair a torsoof light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each momentof that soft-finned fruit, inverted fountain in which I don't see me. LiYoung Lee
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"A bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me.As bone hugs the ache home, soI'm vexed to love you, your bodythe shape of returns, your hair a torsoof light, your heatI must have, your openingI'd eat, each momentof that soft-finned fruit,inverted fountain in which I don't see me." This poem is about our need to love someone. The poet loves the physical appearance of the person he is speaking about. He also loves what he sees in them physically. He loves how they move and how they look at him. He wants to eat them up but fears that he can't because he can't see himself in them.

Source: The City In Which I Love You

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