ID, a poem

 

I am a  desert

 

beseech me with your rain

 

 

 

I am the calm

 

Crush me with your storm

 

 

 

I am the delay

 

Rile me up and throw me in the race

 

 

 

I am the side

 

Roll me over and broaden my view

 

 

 

I am the sleep

 

Lift the sheets and kiss me complete

 

 

 

I am the dawn

 

Spin me backwards into the night

 

 

 

I am you

 

Everything and nothing and the in-between

 

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