Reciprocity

Tue, 07/31/2018 - 08:37 -- azeeble

I am bursting
life pours forth from every crevice of my being.

I want every sensation
to touch my skin, my mouth, my heart and mind and soul;

My throat burns with the beginnings of songs
that my flesh does not know, but my spirit recites feverishly

for it remembers.

It calls me

To run through green grass meadows
and caress every blossom and bloom

To splash in crystal ponds and
crash through forest canopy

To bound down every mountain
and kiss the velvet sky

breathless

To love this earth,
the most worthy lover

I want, I want, I want
To give, to give, to give.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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