I work hard
I play soft
I entangle in moments
with a dance
often awkward are
my attempts to love
when I lean on a
shadow and I begin to tip over
you right me only to find
when you touch me
i'm electric
nauseous from feeling
the empty dark
when two become one
how sacred and massive
like a mountain
the power it takes to move
how violent
the earth quakes
when ground is split
how the heart spirits flee
and scatter
emerging later
doe eyed
almost ignorant of the damage
and yet sinful
innocence is a game
we play with ourselves, a hide and seek
only honesty frees from misery
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