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How can two beings

speak in the same tongue

and still

misunderstand each word so wildly

How can you not see the potential

running through my veins

the

gold secreting from my palms

The flowers that

grow in my footsteps, full of pollen and

juicy honeydew

How can you be so blind to the

oceans

in my eyes

Honey dripping from my lips

golden wildflowers

taste so sweet on your tongue that

you take but you don’t give

You forgot that sweat and salt still drip from my pores

There are many of me

except

one of me cannot breathe anymore

Another me watches as I pour out my insides only

for my fingers to capture what I can of what is left

and

shove it back down into my lungs

To crystallize in my throat

and numb my mouth until I forget

what honey tastes like