stelliformia

The wisdom of the soil in your eyes

Tangled with a life carried through your golden bones

And I hear the subtleties of your needs of an end

As I become the tears that keep on giving

The salt my mouth that carries your life

The salt that rejects discontinuity

The salt that awaits for a given stream

That brings with it the life to vastity

The wisdom of candor in your touch tangled

With a life that begs for transmutation

And I'm here, a subtlety, staring at you from the edge

As I become the fire that keeps on giving

The fire on my mouth that carries your life

The fire that rejects discontinuity

The fire that awaits for a given wind

That brings with it our life to extensity

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