My love
jouncing blood through me
like fireworks
and my stolid hands
caressing forth murals
painted over
These colors, yours to bear
in the darkest habitations
of cavern and canopy
This earth, a mother once
blindfolded, now mirthfully
shoulders our instigations
This earth, a child with no
dreams of aversion,
covets to understand you
and I as one story.
In a list
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You must have been quite captivated by him.

