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i am so many things

Posted to Action Poetry




i find myself
staring at tree branch fingers
in the sunlight
wondering what the hell i'm doing
here i am
in a dangerous game
that is no longer mine
your desire has tapped on my window for so long
and i have finally opened myself to it
allowed it to melt into me
until i am transformed into a being
of mutual want
but what can i tell you?
i am so many things
you don't yet know
so many things
you have yet to see
i am still hidden
in dark corners
and what will you do
with the discovery of me?
i am this
and something different
i am...
i am
so
many
things
and i wait for you to see them
i wait for you to say goodbye