of you

the medicine wars

awakened from that rising river
with morning glory eyes flooding
over our red earth bodies
—this is our creation story

no one stole the sun this morning
but i plunged to the depths
of this riverbed of soul
—to live, to die, to gift

breath on those rose-coloured lips brings me back to life here
beside you once again
—this is our creation story

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