Your silence
creates an
uterus
that my
hopes are nurturing
fluids
of faith
your
love
as
certain
as
invisible
I grow
in you
I feel
you
you feel
me
but we don’t
know each other
your
faith in me
is dissolving
by your
experience of man
those
lovers that make you bleed
you feel
me
but you don’t
know me
my faith
in you
apart me
from everyone else
put me
in your
uterus
of silence
these
lovers that bleed for me
make me
see
make me
see myself as a problematic creation
and I dyed
to be born
in your
silence
believing
that you
will rise me from the dead someday
with just a word
with just a word
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