the search for humanity

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the world was broken.


it was once a land of encrusted pearls

on the backs of ancient humpbacks

leaping from ivory piano keys

and dancing to the song that sprang from my heart.


but my heart was silent now.


i wandered through darkened stairwells

i waded through burning shadows

that held no substance.


for it was not only me that was empty

the world was empty too.


i had lost something,

i had lost what made me human

but i didn't know what humanity was.


but one day, i emerged from the darkness.


i found a clandestine kingdom

of rose tinted glass and crystal chrysanthemums

and exploding stars and moondust.


but most importantly, i found love.


he did not give me blood stained roses

but instead sunlit marigolds.

he did not promise eternity,

but cherished every moment that was now.


and through him, i found what was lost.

but first, i lost myself.

(again)


i looked into his eyes and wandered

through galaxies of his soul

climbing in and out of black holes until

i found what i was looking for.


so i danced back through the cosmos

spinning through supernovas and swirling nebulas

until i came back home.

and i was whole again.


i emerged from his soul like a butterfly

the world glitching as it transitioned between space and time


because in his eyes,

i had found myself.

and i was finally human again.

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