Goddess of harvests
calls out from wheat fields waving —
Heavy clouds marching

How are you willing to give yourself to me?
I can’t seem to get close
limbs frozen solid
Im terrified to be so open

But you’re so warm
Melt me
Arms wrap and scorch my waist
******* lips
Im still so terrified.

If you were a worm,
I'd spend my days in dirt
letting you run through my fingers
along my gentle hands.

If you were a worm,
I'd spend my money on earth
rich, black, loose
where you could live.

But you are not a worm.
You are a human being.
And as a human is
infinitely more complex,
so is my love,
infinitely exponential.