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Longing to Belong
I wonder why we, of all people I have known,
fly and breathe and beat so far apart.
We who have shared as one strong heart
drawn to therapeutic spells and smells
of hearts and flowers,
and old gay tales,
wherever these death-defying deviant truths might lead
Prepared to follow this good faith,
not once doubting what was best for other's feelings
and warmest thoughts of trust
was best for both in longer runs of curious faith
in someone made for you
as you are made with me
Or are you too much made by me
with over-fertilized integrity
still wondering why we,
of all,
fly our ways as part of two
and many million more who dream as one
cherished belonging memory.
Without belonging
I would have never known
this not belonging feels too much apart.
Copyright ©
Gerald Dillenbeck
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