i'm lonely when you are asleep.
you are tucked away into that world i cannot belong to.
your empty eyes flutter, like leaves after a storm, remembering.
you pry my hands off and shudder; you are right. there is a breeze.
from my shoreline, you are pangea. i was the tip
that broke off.
build me the civilization i know nothing of.
reign yourself king
as i start my revolution
to wake you.
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