4lovers -20

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Let’s pause this performance and follow me backstage.

Can I get to know you for a little while?

Can I become fluent in your language?

Can I know your laugh?

Can I know the way your lips curl with excitement at the approach of a belching laugh?

Can I know, your scents.

Your quirks.

Your anger. And your sadness.

Can I know your life. You. The one I hope to love.

Can I know your walk?

Can I know your fear?

Can I know your loves? And your losses.

Can I know your nearest and your dearest.

Can I know your excitement?

Can I fall in love with you?

Can I meet you in your summer and love you through your winter? Can I know you in your middle, learn your beginning, and stay until your end?

Can I enter your story and become ingrained in your history?

Can I know your chest? How it rises and falls with each beat and breath?

Can I know the hairs which exist there and how they zig and zag across this space I wish to be mine?

Can I put my palm on your right and my ear on your left?

Shhhhh, while I listen closely. I’ll love you soon.

Sweet boy. And in turn, do you think...

Can you.

Can you can love me under the sun and stay with me without the reflection of the moon?

When the performance is over, will you get up and leave or find me backstage?

A petition.

END.

Giclée poetry print on Hahnemühle Paper.