…I am, who?

Who am I…
to the wind whom gently kisses my neck,
the subtle lover…
that caresses my body,
then whisks away to find another?

Who am I…
to the ocean who runs deep with emotion,
the sadistic lover…
enough to fill my body,
but not allow me to uncover?

Who am I…
to the earth who spawned me for its worth,
the realistic lover…
honest from the beginning,
but with too many skeletons to govern?

Who am I…
to the sun who continues to warm my soul
the attentive lover…
always there when life seems to get dark,
and keeps rising –
to a new day for me to discover?

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