This Is A Picture Of Me
it is your body
that makes a steel feeling of my drifting presence
i become present
totally beneath you
when i see the wetness of your hair
i feel the earth and grass inside me
there is rain in my head
there is mud on my feet
do not walk away yet
i still have many items to offer
there is fire in my eyes
there is a commotion in my belly
i love to dance with you
in my life
tonight
no, nothing is eternal
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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