it’s a crushing weight
tangible presence
part and parcel
of the essence
of this thing
just like red is
the truth of blood
and copper is
the air exhaled
by laughing lungs
it’s the love I feel
for your fire-self
your glowy soul
alive and strong
and destined here
to speak with laughs
to laugh with song
to sing in truths
to love in speed
to linger ever
as the crushing weight
here in my chest
upon my heart
this bloody living
love of you
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