Epiphany (17)

i am just another faggot

burning in your flame

beneath your notice

without even a name

i have loved you for so long

seems like since the dawn of man

i feel you on a cellular level

secreted from every pore & gland

but within your world

i do not even exist

less substantial

than an early morning mist

i just want to be the wind

caressing as i blow through your trees

& the gravity of the earth

as you fall to your knees

with some epiphany...

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