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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