I touch only where you tell me to.


You told me to feel the vines

running along this rock Like the

veins skimming your skin


You told me once-

My sparrows can’t look away from you,

mirrors do nothing but show your face.

Tell me darling, are you having this problem?


I couldn’t answer you at all

I was practically nonexistent A shadow

until I felt those roots again-

feel you again-


A sparrow swoops close by.






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