Waabigonii
Giizis
spring
flooded
the
thousand rust-red
winter apples
next to you
falling
cool upon
my bed
(as
I think of you
lust becomes a big
twirling
purple balloon
in my dark cloudy days)
boy
of
water love
& peaches
tell me
of
summer days
tell me
of mud
of rain
pant & moan
say I am sky
sing to always
& only
me
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