branching

do I grow
in my sleep
deeper into you,
my end, my
beginning?
do my roots
shoot right
where you are,
my earth and my
minerals?
does my night
reflect
your bright
nuclear
combustion?
when I grow
deeper roots
into you, my
beginning, my
truth.

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