His voice says
Come
His eyes say
stay
His mouth whispers
of peaks
and castle tops
His hands implore
honor my touch.
I ask
Who are you
I ask
How did you
know
of my hunger.
I sing
of love
death
and loss
I beat the march
of the dying
on my drum.
He says
I am the wind
He pleads
give me
your hand.
He confesses
Your hunger
is
who you are
He comforts
I
understand.
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