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70. I Am Here

There is no departure from my scent, my love
For I am the perfume of salty blue waves thundering down on the rocks from above

You cannot hold back from my gaze, my dear
Because I am not only the apple, I am the entire fruit bowl of your eye

Reaching away from my voice is not possible
I am intertwined with the very air that you inhale and each hummingbird’s flip of a wing is encompassed by my delicate speech

Do not attempt to be invisible, you shall fail
For every rose’s woe is my own and I am all the sun’s rays that bring you joy day by day, they are all my creation just for you

Even if your lips do not split for a second, sweetheart,
My taste will endlessly saunter in the creases of your tongue, candied nectar blossomed with raspberry juice and raisin dust- whichever aroma you desire, and I am that taste

I am a grain of sand on the beach that you carelessly stomp your foot on, I know, but my graces are not faltered by this, for,

I am here.

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