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Namastay my kindred spirit
I am thinking of him today
You know the HIM I always refer to:
Chest to bed palms splayed front
Toes pointed
Having no control
Taking everything he gave without sound
Slow deliberate footsteps and my sexuality was found
Now some years have passed
As he became more of a man
Somehow I lesser of a woman
He gave his final reproach
With some Maya Angelou shit
"When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time"
In these words he charged me with a petty crime
Now I sit with these words
As I try to shove another soul in my locked box
So I say King James thank you for a moment of wisdom
For a fleeting moment I felt a small beat of connection
As my feet tripped over another marble man
I am the wild thing with a heart beat obsession
Take heart dear King
Lessons I have learned well
I won't become rooted to an immovable marble man
Listening for a heartbeat while the earth grows
This wild girl dressed in dirt
Offers friendship
To Yoda, marble man
And to you ive unpinned from the ground
And with a soft kiss, blow
Watch you take flight
As a marble man knows only where his wind blows
Namastay
My soul honours your soul
You know the HIM I always refer to:
Chest to bed palms splayed front
Toes pointed
Having no control
Taking everything he gave without sound
Slow deliberate footsteps and my sexuality was found
Now some years have passed
As he became more of a man
Somehow I lesser of a woman
He gave his final reproach
With some Maya Angelou shit
"When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time"
In these words he charged me with a petty crime
Now I sit with these words
As I try to shove another soul in my locked box
So I say King James thank you for a moment of wisdom
For a fleeting moment I felt a small beat of connection
As my feet tripped over another marble man
I am the wild thing with a heart beat obsession
Take heart dear King
Lessons I have learned well
I won't become rooted to an immovable marble man
Listening for a heartbeat while the earth grows
This wild girl dressed in dirt
Offers friendship
To Yoda, marble man
And to you ive unpinned from the ground
And with a soft kiss, blow
Watch you take flight
As a marble man knows only where his wind blows
Namastay
My soul honours your soul
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