Refrain
My heart sleeps, while light lies in its envelope.
If I startle, I dig into my retreat. I mean:
I choose myself. Some can only love once.
How true will it be? I love sequins
but get the sequence confused. To once love,
I found my dearest friend, so now
every face grows stranger. Stranger, speak to me,
like light through a veil. Like a spent match,
she turns to look for me and I fade
at what’s unsaid. A sequoia has every vowel.
Every vow like a closed hand. When I’ve worn
my body down from dancing, I still point
to the sky. I will honor my body, my only.
My only body, its honor, my will.
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