How Can You?
How can you say you know me?
for you have only seen my skin
and not the untamed world I hide
that's growing deep within.
You have not heard my ribs creak,
behind each plaited vine
that cascades down my spine.
You have not been here long enough
to watch a new life start
or the run down castle
lying just inside my heart.
You have not climbed the branches
that are wrapped around each lung.
do not mark me with your footprints
if you plan to leave too soon
and only want to know me
when my plants are in bloom.
Because the birdsong might be pretty
but it is not for you they sing.
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