It escapes as a sigh from the heart

getting heavier as it falls through

your ribs, your belly, your hips,

your thighs, your calves and your sole.

And your soul. And you sit down

and it sits down too.


Sadness fills with some-

sadness empties of others.

A beautiful voice drives me

to laughter, but there is no

wind to carry my sigh,

And the leaves rustle in mockery.


I rise to leave. It follows.

I smile for we must together

prepare the sun for another day.

So what if it burns our hands and legs?

But because

it does.


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