do I, or perhaps you
read too much into those
panda eyes
not so much brown as they are
earthy, no, reflective.
I imagine you fallen,
restlessly staring into the ground beneath
not with scorn but a sense of wonder
why
has the earth pulled you down,
taking away the strength in your legs
and forced your body upon
this bed, unwilling to absorb you back
into the creation?
I want to be this earth,
this entity so familiar to your body,
your mind but incapable of
taking you in
I want this longing
of flesh, to become one,
forever alone
with you.















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