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the cinnamon peeler - michael cerveris lyrics

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if i were a cinnamon peeler
i would ride your bed
and leave the yellow bark dust
on your pillow

your br**sts and shoulders would reek
you could never walk through markets
without the profession of my fingers
floating over you. the blind would
stumble certain of whom they approached
though you might bathe
under rain gutters, monsoon

here on the upper thigh
at this smooth pasture
neighbour to your hair
or the crease
that cuts your back. this ankle
you will be known among strangers
as the cinnamon peeler’s wife

i could hardly glance at you
bеfore marriage
nevеr touch you
* your keen nosed mother, your rough brothers
i buried my hands
in saffron, disguised them
over smoking tar
helped the honey gatherers . .
when we swam once
i touched you in water
and our bodies remained free
you could hold me and be blind of smell
you climbed the bank and said

this is how you touch other women
the grass cutter’s wife, the lime burner’s daughter
and you searched your arms
for the missing perfume

and knew

what good is it
to be the lime burner’s daughter
left with no trace
as if not spoken to in the act of love
as if wounded without the pleasure of a scar

you touched
your belly to my hands
in the dry air and said
i am the cinnamon
peeler’s wife. smell me

- michael cerveris lyrics

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