Seeds
The seeds of change are trying to fight through
the sediment better known as my thick skull
beneath it is you with my last name
its me waking up to your alarm because your so determined
its the dent you left inside my arm because we fell asleep talking about the universe
our footprints intermingling at the foot of our country
me denying Poseidon his favorite daughter
me loving you
like no one ever has
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