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A Love Affair With The Earth While The Sun Looks On

A Love Affair with the Earth While the Sun Looks On

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The earth is your home

The sea, my legacy.

Every edge of me touching

Every edge of you.

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I say touch, I mean push, nudge

Sometimes I bite

And you crumble

Into my mouth

Then rebuild, elsewhere.

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In the cracks between my toes

Only sand grows.

Wan like my frost

Not the kind dark

Where good things thrive.

Bees won't land on me.

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Glacial, I melt on hot days

My ridges recede, oceans rise.

In loving you, I flood you.

Resistance isn't futile

In this war we call a game.

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In the trenches we plot attrition,

Waves like infantry carry it out.

You let me brush up against you,

Still you roar,

And smile sideways with knowledge.

I'll never win.

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It's a race to the end.

Blood in my ears, oil in your blood.

You taste the salt and spit it out.

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Unstuck and out of synch.

Here are my offerings.

There's no man here

Just entities

Beyond belief.

And still, all I ask is:

Will you touch me?

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You push inside of me

While I only lap at your thighs,

Twisting and calling

Breathing in and out with the moon

While your rhythm waits on the sun.

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The sun, giver and taker

Beats down hotter, beams out brighter

Burns the world and starts anew.

I wouldn't want it without you.

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AKB 2019

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