If I never get to see you, then
may I feel god
through a worthy man
who strikes me just as awed.
Either that or...
Your taste in sweet fruit that I eat,
your touch in certain breaths of wind.
Your kiss from the sun and the rain
that I go back to time and again.
And if I never lay on the forest floor,
may I find another way to still adore.
03/07/2020
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