Cheese
Or the moon
Or pitted somethings
You aren’t so interesting
And yet I’m supposed to find you
Beautiful?
If I could shrink in size,
I could scale you
I’m sure that
From a much closer view
You have hills and valleys
And pits to fall into
Or jump over
If I were smaller than a dust mite,
I could traverse your rough terrain
For days
And still have more to explore
I could nap on your surface
As it warms in the sun
Like a microscopic lizard
Maybe you have broken off
A beautiful building
And haven’t felt complete since?
I feel like that sometimes
Maybe you should go diving with me
Into the sea
And find a new wondrous home
At the bottom
Sink to depths
Your body would survive
Unlike mine
Imagining it,
There could be cause to be proud
Of what you have done
Where you have been,
And what you could be,
Little pebble
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