butterflies

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art
introduced us
you dug my poetry
i loved your smile
how it disappeared
and you followed
spirit
emerged
leading listeners
through thresholds
of other lives
to ancestors
as you drummed

we discussed
energy
source
how we are
slaves
to its force
writer
poet
singer
drummer
dancer.
somehow i came
to beg you
identify
as just one
you answered
what religion is god

activist
owner
hustler
cultivated
by struggle
insisting
everything fair
isn’t equal
willing to die
for your people
conflicted
between
their wants and needs
greed
you concede
capitalist
sweet talk them
into buying
anti-consumerism
hypocrisy

lean, brown, tall
muscular build
sharp jawline
you were masculine
before
even in a dress
now in acceptance
you are something else

joining hands
interlacing fingers
my palm
kisses yours
as i
mentally speak affirmations
to get anchored
in my own greatness
that i do not worship you
or feel honored
to have your attention.
that i am present
not worrying
about your intentions
or contemplating
how
to make you stay.

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