HOME-SICK-NESS

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i'll crawl inside your chest
and make myself at home
live under the roof of your ribs
and pay no rent
leave kisses in the spaces between your bones

i'll exhale oxygen into your collateral veins
let your heartbeat coerce me
into a deep, eternal slumber
and when your lungs inflate, let them paint
the very air i breathe
in the subtle variations of blue and yellow

until we can intertwine our souls
in an intimate tangle of limbs
and interwoven fingers
the intricacy of the human condition

not just enchanted wishes or athirst desires
a false fabrication of interaction
no, this is raw togetherness
this is interspersing my love throughout you


i'll crawl inside your chest

keep the homesickness at bay

so carry me with you

(if just for today)


—until

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