I see my friend I’ve never met 

in the language of dreams 

we climb a wall in her hometown 

it crumbles beneath us

a red, cracked

beautiful piece of

earth jewelry 

we join friends of hers in an outdoor pool area on the

roof

green tile 

three singers, old men 

having a good time

sharing a croon 

we sit 

a waiter comes 

thank you, I say

though no words escape 

just the tune bouncing off the green walls

curling around the table legs and chairs ​​

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I am full of what I do not know of you ​

​

​Full of love for your stories 

we’d be friends as children 

I know this in my hip 

close to the bone 

a cozy spot that sometimes moves and spins

and is very wise and safe

from all the pleasure and pain 

there is a light switch there that is

always on ​

this is the part of me that is you ​ 

we are light encased for a time by a body

that climbs

and a mind that travels at night

at the speed of souls 

you may get tired of me saying this

but this is our language

now 

until our words catch up with experience 

until we have won our humanity​​

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we are one

we are one

we are one