Being me,
so that what is internal
draws you to my exterior
yet, you’ll know what I am
inside out
taking the time
to give beyond the present
as I am deeply focused
on given doorways
that stare back at space
lit by stars and black magic
and what’s it called when
it’s stretched in opposite directions of average
knowing, that’s where I found you
engaged with higher self
abundant in nature
and I could get use to the feel of wet
double edges that seek and speak whispers
meant to move the elements in
the essence of we
eternally, being me.
