Where your feet want to go
Don’t doubt for safety because it is
Within your heart’s circumference.
They say
A hippo becomes thirsty in the sea,
Then leaves the water to lick the dew
from dry grass.
Tell me the name of this insect
Who, as soon as he makes intense love
To his partner, drops dead.
Never mind, he does not know
He has a name.
See,
Love makes us fearless,
To let go of ourselves
And dissolve.
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