Tuesday, May 25, 2010

A love poem

I like to rumble through
tearing at tags of photosynthetic
beings.
I imagine, then I imagine less and
become more
aligned.
red thump-thum-rum
up, dodge, skinsweatslide around
-gasp.
Ache, pound, catchdetect scent
smile, slip in
give out.
Greens glittering
Roots
Life limbs
Mine
MY? who?
Whose are so beautiful
as yours?
Let me sit under you and
dissolve.
Filled.
Sweet gratitude.

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