The Other Side

These desires are but air we are breathing
Am I to always be on the other side –
Of the fence leaning?
Peering into dreams
But never quite reaching
The sky, my dreams-
Or comprehension of the teaching
It never stops the sun from needing
Stretching far into the expanse
Until we all are bleeding
And will I come undone –
When you no longer need me?
Why even bother breathing?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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