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you raised me

     like a mountain

  made a volcano of me,

         all hot liquid

       all soft interior

you sent rivers down me,

    waterfalls &

  tumbling trees

my base nothing but

             white foam



cascaded through me

   became the sun,

   warming my thighs

  arms    chest

      toes

  then were swept away

                by clouds,

         the only sign you were here

    being the feeling of

         absense,

  the void left behind