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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