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+To Velouria
+2020-12-17
+
+***
+
+I do not wish to poison
+the waters between me and you,
+but my heart yearns to withdraw,
+to seek solitude
+
+to turn my back on
+the world that you've made,
+to sit at the lake's shores
+and watch the ducks play
+
+this reed-filled bank
+I know I can never return to,
+can never trespass,
+only pass through
+
+on a hot buggy day,
+sun glaring in my eyes
+as I shake a spanning tree
+for apples for a pie
+
+I know I possess
+power in my soul,
+a world without end,
+a universe I hold
+
+made by my weary hands
+from twelve to twelfth grade,
+to beyond the vale,
+somewhere past the glade
+
+the bees in the buds
+and the birds in the sky:
+I envy them all as they
+so carefree-ly fly
+
+everything with a pair,
+every one in its place
+but hyper-atomist me stuck
+seeking false grace
+
+dear Velouria, I wonder:
+why do you ask
+a miracle from me,
+an impossible task?
+
+to sever the last umbilical cord
+and be truly Sole and One,
+but I cannot bring myself to destroy
+all that I've become
+
+I would much rather live
+without the burden of your laws,
+a life of my own,
+a world with no need for gods
+
+I do not wish to poison
+the ocean that I am;
+my heart must beat on,
+even if my course is ran
+
+***
+
+CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander