helianthus

for the first time i feel
not like i am
falling
over head and heels and cliff
faces
into quagmires and quick
sand
not a plunge
the ground does not rush
upwards
the sun does not scorch
i do not burn melt and
drip
down

you are not a ditch
you did not
trip
me

you smell like clean linen
and freshly cut
grass

for the first time i feel
the heat
as a breeze
on my face
i do not burn
i turn stretch and
grow

you are not the ocean
floor
you are in
bloom

for you
i will swallow the sun

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