The Theory
I wish to be reborn
of the body, you are tormented with anger today
from your spectacular misfortunes
in the infinite stone
you fight with yourself
with mirrors that smile sarcastically
you smile tenderly
invent the mornings
I must be a little above
ignore the sheets
you are overshadowing me in your fierce longing
at night
grow under my heart
over the breasts that seem
from different hemispheres
you reunite it-
This is how the Universe appeared.
Copyright © Elena Mihalachi | Year Posted 2023
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