And the time stopped,
when you looked at me,
with 'those eyes'.

You held me close,
softly, gently
and kissed me as if
I were the cure
you had searched for
your entire life.

Itch
Scratch

A rash calf-

It took years for
The bark to spread-
Leg-trunk-head

Til roots sank from
Foot soles to
Molten core of iron-

For limbs to sprout from
Eyes-ears-mouth to
Foliate-

For boy to man
To grow-

Begin rustling

To speak or
Scream into the
Howling wind