the textures and shadows of the
hillside
With my body I feel
the heat delving into
my flesh bringing release
With my ears I ear
the muffled words
of people and the rustling of the leaves
on the nearby trees and through the
sifting valleys
With my mouth I taste the dryness and
saltiness of this earth
Without You I experience
none of this
Without You the trapestry
is never woven
Without You I am blind,shriveled,
dark and alone
I am with You now.
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