this land of mine,
we were one letter
away from freedom
but we landed at
fear.
we couldn’t breathe
there,
though my lungs
strained against their sky
everyone pretended
they were fine.
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The sky is simple
love.
Take me away into
the sunrise and into your eyes.
Give me the strength
to be weak.
He says he wants
mountains. The kind that separates the sky from the clouds,
that separate lung
from body.
Me, I want pine
trees so deep you cannot see the sky.
I’ve been lovesick
for so long.
Bring me the colors
of fall,
inject the bright
hues into my blood
and tattoo this
wonder to my bones.
set me free to
breathe slow and feel every whiff of breeze.
I want more warmth.
I want more ice
cubes in the summer time.
I want more softness
in my aching spine,
in my aching mind,
in your reach,
in my sleep.
you settle over my
dreams like fog in early morning.
you slip in and out
of me softly,
My dreams are
mountains
and the stars above
me sound like my cerulean soul
breaking into
smithereens.
you have my heart,
inside out
and backwards
tonight is just a
taste.
take me away,
into the sunrise and
into your eyes.
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