The land was a body.  Aching bones of mountains limned with boreal forest
       veined with iron.

Men dwelt on the body.  Erecting altars, howling and dancing round fires
        their patriarchal beards knotted and waving

Men killed on the body. Waving crude axes  like ancient trailblazers of war
Would wave mammoth club-like femurs

Bodies slay different bodies so they may die somewhere on this body
That heaves with the rock

Our bodies fit together perfectly,
intertwined in the sheets,
warm and graceful.

heavy breathing,
slow caring movements,
being careful,
but not too careful.

the feeling is powerful,
writhing,
not with pain,
but pleasure.

then,
your heart stops,
the moment is over,
your body relaxes,
still intertwined and blissful.

If I were beautiful, would you love me more?
If I were magical, would i be the only one you'd adore?
If I were boisterous, would you laugh until unable?
If I were settled, would you feel more stable?

If I were spontaneous, would we have an adventure?
If I was fast-reacting, would our life move in a blur?
If I were lonely, would you kiss me at the kissing booth?
If I were mysterious, would you want to know the truth?

If I was rude, would you think of cursing?
If I wasn't me, would you fall for this person?
If I were me, would you want to be my joy?
If I were me, would i be more than your toy?

If I was optimistic, would you seal the deal?
If you had empathy, would you feel what I feel?
If I were a star, would you see how you make me shine?
If I were your love, would you see beyond the lie "I'm Fine."

- E.A.F