The Welcoming

Losing skin cells,
growing more-
part of daily human life.

I charge toward your heart from your outer layer,
constantly fearing
being shed,

running into nothing but
another, another
layer of skin.

I stood
walked, sat,
and gave you a song to hear while I fell.

You parted your lips,
invited my tongue
You cupped my face.

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