As Is
Nose first, I stretch to meet you
as my feet press further into the ground
and my eyes mimic yours
desiring to apprehend
your sighs of grief
——-
The further I stretch
the farther I have to go
reaching where the air is moist
It stole your emotion away
and watered my skin
leaving me with no vantage point
——-
But I remember
we need not worry for words
for there is supremacy in our actions
in our our aging youth
in the apertures of unclouded eyes
I’ll let you use mine
to relinquish yours sighs
if I can use yours
to passionately quiet them.
(2013)
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