sometimes,

admittedly more often than i care to declare,

i import you,

gather you closer even

than usual.

i think of you until slivered silver

sunbursts

rupture the root of me

drenching us

with honeywarmth

we

meld

into one another

until we become

restless

breathless

and separate, again

then i export you once more

as i

imported you before

zebras communicate with each other through various vocal expressions including sniffing and balking, but also through the position of their ears and tail. they can turn their ears in almost any direction and harness this ability to communicate their mood, for example pulled backwards when angry, or standing erect when calm and friendly.

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