you
call
me tree
and
I
call
you human
I like
that you are
different
from me
we have
names
for
each other
and yet
we hardly know
each other
I like that you are
different from me
we
need one another
and yet
we
let each other down
I like
that you
are different
from me
I want to be
there for you
and yet we move
apart
I like that you are
different from me
who are we
without each other?
a woman
and a tree?
or maybe
nothing?
in any case
not you and me.
Linda Peyton
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