Dew and rain water
merge, running off maple trees
To moist forest soil.
Washing clean my skin, my eyes,
my heart cries softly for you.
Dew and rain water
merge, running off maple trees
To moist forest soil.
Washing clean my skin, my eyes,
my heart cries softly for you.
White roots’ fingers,
my feets’ betrayers-
sink into fresh
black soil.
Cold springs rise
to abdomen
goosebumps,
clenched muscles.
Spray forget-me-nots,
clumps of lilac cover bush-
fine yellow pollen.
He calls me beautiful
every day,
voice over tongue
husky,
makes the incision
in my heart
weaves ours together,
crimson and white.