is it me
who slept out
between galaxies
on an isle of void
like on a strangely
woven cloud,
was it me
curled and entwined
filling with sound
and the energies
of light
and secret dark
or was it
a dragon dreaming
before waking
shooting stars
to tickle
water and earth
with cosmic fire
and mercurial breath
or was it you
who embraced me
naked and shivering
close with your heart
or was it
the wind whispering
in my stillness
to be born at night
where i am
sleepwalking
without words
as forever
thrown out
of heaven
maybe a messenger
looking for you
maybe
it is true.
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