To those who love me next

To those who love me next;

You may caution me not to give love so freely;
nor to so many.

I know you do so because
you love me,

but

remember
the spring is blind
to the colour of
the outstretched hand
and coarse earth
to which
it yields its drenched
corpse to sea.

in giving from itself,
it only ever gives into itself,

for in its every stroke
of earth
parts a prayer
that softens the most
parched of lips.

Farah beaini @2017

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