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Be careful

Opening them one after the other
Like presents bearing their names
Outcomes a horizon away

Each one curiously tantalizing
Contents taken by their eyes
Or their minds
Feels like the caressing of hearts
Gentle hands radiating love
Be careful for who’s sake?

Cradled face in warm hands
Warmth seeking surrender
Predator, soul the prey
Lips mete the grandest of promises
Warm tears trace the lines
Of the past’s tracks
And fill drought-stricken valleys
Where nothing alive may persist
Floods are devoured
Cracked earth always return

Please have a care
One says to the other
These boxes
Exceedingly approachable
Little maelstroms