by Jennifer C. Gutierrez

Like a stone unturned
you shall never confess
a love so deep kept within
and so you hide from the black
and blend into your central nothingness
that you, yourself created

forgotten secret it will be
between you and the fancy
of dreaming and only wanting to dream
so to speak, from those words,
only potent on the shore of your beliefs

to that final approach on the other side
you'll see, kites fly so easily
kites are never, without the air to take it
so as the fancy little thing you keep
does not exist without you

yes, without you...

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