every day
i am one step closer
i can feel roots springing from my feet
as if i've left parts of them under water for weeks
i am ready for this dirt
this green
the parts so many people remember but do not understand
properly
my hands tho
do not remember your touch
your kiss
the way you wash over me
they want only to hold her
into the morning
every cell in this body is split between
my home
and my love
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