“seeking the other half-self”

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Making It
Audre Lorde

My body arcing across your white place
we mingle color and substance
wanting to mantle your cold
I share my face with you
but love becomes a lie
as we suffer through split masks
seeking the other half-self.

We are hung up
in giving
what we wish to be given
ourselves.

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