You
Who I haven't met
In the light
Or moving like
An island
In the dark
I'll slowly
Kiss your
boundaries
That the waves
Couldn't wash away
you leave little room
For hands and feet
And the rest of me
But I will nudge
Till the cage of
your ribs
Gives way
And your palms
break open
But maybe when you
Let me in
hold
A mirror
And in your eyes
I'll find
Myself
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