my life was the size of my life…

my life was the size of my life
Once, I grew moody and distant.
I told my life I would like some time,
I would like to try seeing others.
In a week, my empty suitcase and I returned.
I was hungry, then, and my life,
my life, too, was hungry, we could not keep
our hands off                our clothes on
our tongues from
          — Jane Hirshfield —

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