to whom it may concern:


there is one thing i need you
to know

these days with you make
me smile. and,
i can look at the half crystal moon,
find faces in the night,
hear the howlings and the
screams of the hunted,
and the scared.
with utter abandon i can
dream up oceans of love for us.
i can catch the flutterings
that escape in my stomach...

but,
if you stop loving me
i will stop loving you.

if suddenly, you forget
my face, and
your form does not return to
my bed
i promise myself
i will have forgotten you

if you think you can
hurt me
by shifting sand,
passing easily and without
noise,
through my life.
if you want to leave me
unnourished where i'm planted
you can't,
for i will uproot myself
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