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I Am...You Are
I am the wind leaping through summer leaves,
and you are uprooting trees crashing simultaneous to thunder.
I am lilting sunshine,
while you are seductive clouds.
I am the odor of a sun-soaked bouquet,
and you are the grumpy stench of manure.
I am the sun weaving through the tree branches,
while you are still the shadows that forbid it.
I am a block of cheese fresh from Trader Joes,
while weeks later you become the mold that spoils it.
I am the colorful pollinating tissue-paper butterflies,
While you won’t be anything other than swarming mosquitoes.
Why, I don’t know, but some days you, yes you
are the stories that entwine through tree bark,
while I am the ax that brings them pummeling down.
You are capable the symphony of birds coloring the oxygen,
while I am the sound of a lonely gross motor alone on the highway.
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