I am in love

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I was conscious of my skin

my flesh, my origin

Was proud of my blood

my bones and my tongue.

Breed, of every little kind

worried organs made noise in my mind.

With these possessions, I set out for love

eyes, tired with judgement

ears lost the balance

I could never forgive

The love, at times there, at times elusive.

Now, with sky as my skin,

brooks and the mud

my flesh and my blood

the sun and the moon

are in my bones, in the tongue,

through the leaves and those grasses

I see and I hear

My sense awakes, arouses

a rhythm in the organs, conscious and clear

unreal it might sound, but I am out of my cocoon

I am in love, will never be out of tune.