So many things

I’ve been the cloud
that has pierced your sky
but never the sky its entered.

I have been the wind
but never the leaves that
capture me as I enter the limbs.

I have been the water
but never the banks of
the river or oceans shore
I pound against.

I have been the love
that enters your days
but I have never been the heart.

I have been the music as
it was played by your fingers
but never the music written.

I know our lovemaking
but not as if I was you.

So many things I
do not want.

So many things
I do.

What is it like
to be you

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