What Are You?
What are you?
How are you?
Not in the common sense but really How
can you be?
like this
out of the Bible or Torah.
A force of pages made flesh.
Dream like,
untouchable.
And yet i hunger for every inch
of you.
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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