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Outer Sun
Honestly, I am so in my feels today. If you are reading this, my love extends to you. Ok, lets goo... I wrote some of this poem outside. I am writing outside more often, exploring my body with my literature. The nature, agriculture here feels blissful, (you), yes YOU should come visit if you need some nature feels in your life when it is safe. ______________________ 17 October 2020, Mpumalanga (Nelspruit). We walked out of the sun. While growing the paint of his absence I missed the brushstrokes of his brightness. I attempted to grab the eclipse. The presence grew on me that I swept our land but when we spoke, a cosmopolitan tongue glows when it reaches home but when he drinks water... My body praises his hymn in forests. I see how these rays are of another life. Maybe the Earth decorates better when it rains but I need discipline to only have his thirst. My anorexic scent, depth that dampens my breaths As if protecting my climate, his heartbeat travels into my indigeneous driveways but while I wait, all I can do is blow a wish to our stars. Yet this time apart pulls me to naked quiet. Deep and inside his gaze, We understood and walked back inside our sun. Here is a link to my book, you share yours? cool. Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Talk-like-Painting-social-trilogy/dp/1093118938
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