Fruits

I try to balance precariously over opposites like intensity and boredom

You break open the complacency in my heart

And demand my love

Like the extraction of a large seed from a fruit

You pull me with your fingers, clean me, wash me, hold me

Put me in soil and cover me with night

Occasionally drown me in saltwater

Expose me to sunlight

Have I been asleep my whole life?

Maybe it’s silly

Or maybe it is a moment that will change our lives

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