Know not hunger,

you will know not full.

I turn to the forest

and ask

Raise your hand 

if you need water.

In reply

Over the course of many seasons

They all without exception

vaulted to the sky.

I turn to the earth

and ask

Consume your own clothes

if you hunger.

In response

All the world decayed

Day after day

Dusks to dusks

Dawns to dawns.

I turn to you

Mirror of myself

And ask

Lower your defenses

If you need love

Open your shoulders 

To embraces

If you need friends.

Come to the river

Rest under the branches

Lay your head down

Acknowledge your fatigue

Accept your defeat

I will honor your surrender.

You

As if to say

No

Said nothing on the subject.

Thought nothing of it.

Were nothing.

Tomorrow I will bleed red 

your periphery

until you turn to me.

The day after I will break

myself

until we reunite.

How many ways

must I metaphor:

I am food,

You are hunger.

I am water,

You are thirst entire.

How many times 

at your door

must I inquire:

Be mine.

Relent 

all stubborn,

give up 

the cement

lodged in

your spine.

Be mine.

Break

as I have

and know the whole.

Hunger

and know

Full.