between sunset and dusk,
i carry our memories
into the woods and
to the lake, let
them soak in
the darkening
waters before
folding
them in
half
so
that we
can
share
everything
this equally –
anchor roots,
annual scars, our
most vulnerable
therefore responsive
layers, and each new
branch, learning to tap
our rhythm across the sky
.
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