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You have become the darkest,

barest winter tree

only bones and breath

holding you in

But as I layed beneath

your golden reach

I became full-on summer lush

my seaweed hair entangling you

whole and healthy

filling the space with living air

So close to me - you were

I let go of where my body ended

and yours began

While suspecting scant chance

the universe would leave us be

While in some portal of mind

I lay in warmth

you gently brushing my back

As the blue earth turns in space

Beth