i want to throw myself down sand dunes
and roll past swarms of wasps.
i want to sleep in canopies under dripping leaves
and mimic the toucan’s screams.
i want to feel around wet dark juts
and accidentally bleed over limestone.
i want to glaze the rivers with sweat
and bathe nude under forest brow.
i want to live one thousand more lives
just so we can meet one thousand more times,
until all dust has settled
and we are only black,
obsidian-
unearthed.
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sheila sea 
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I feel this is so evocative of love’s great yearnings. Thank you.
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I’m so glad you feel that way, Jack. Thanks. 🙂
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F’ing niiiice!! Wow. 🙂
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haha thank you man. 😀
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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“I want to live one thousand more lives
Just so we can meet one thousand more times”
I like those lines. They speak for the poem and make visible the invisible power of love. Well done!
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Thanks for following my blog https://dbesim.wordpress.com/2015/06/02/what-the-sky-that-falls-poem-are-you-6/ – I’m glad there are others out there who can appreciate, write and enjoy poetry in the same way 🙂
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Yep – I certainly like the zingyness of this!
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I love your imagery!
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I love this one, especially this line: ‘and accidentally bleed over limestone.’ Great.
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Thank you so much for reading and all the feedback.🙏🏼🙏🏼
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