Expectations

october 12, 2020

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Expectations

I do not expect the moon to be full 

Every night, so why do I expect you

To fill me with what I can fill myself.

 

I expect the sun to rise because,

She doesn’t really rise, she stays

And our world moves around her

 

I do not expect the tide to turn on

Command because my commands

Are not for the tides or anyone but myself

 

I expect the flames to set fire

To our world when our intentions

are so careless with passion and pain

 

I do not expect the wind to whistle

For me or for anyone

But I do hope she brings change.

xoxo, L

a photo series with Linus Dotson