Below the Skin

Below the skin

Red is my blood,
green is your sap.
Yet below the skin,
we are kin.
Complementary;
breathing each other in,
mutually
nourishing,
eternally
flourishing.

The iron that dwells
In the heart of her
The iron that flows
In my veins
Are one and the same

The heart of Suns
In the wood
And the cell
I am ocean
but for a membrane

When I die,
And the ocean leaves my body,
My spirit returns to the sea.
I am ocean but for a membrane.
The part of me that is earth,
My bones I will leave behind.
Under the skin, we are kin.

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