Written on the 3rd (Hermes' monthly day on my calendar), along with two other poems, whilst under the influence of incense smoke. :)
I soak my skin in ink,
In the heat and sweat
Stirred by being close to you -
This is my offering.
I stand on the bridge.
It arches high up to Olympos,
But its edges touch dark Dis.
It is your world; this is your home
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