and we sit on the big green swinging chair
you run your fingers down my unwashed, dreaded hair
I'm scared to touch your lips or look you in the eye
cause I know you'll be last first kiss
I'll ever try
honey nectar veins can only go two ways
can I be yours, today?

brains beaming laser cut cookie cutters
that fit perfectly into my hands
our auras mix to make cinnamon twirls
no need to touch, I understand

you know it too
the fear there might be more than one for you
I am a risk, and a new frontier
don't fake the flag, admit I'm here.

the rain soaked into my skin
the trees of the forest sang they we so glad
purifying my humid past
love was the best umbrella I ever had

you explained my future in the utterance of letters
finally cozy in a medication free sweater
grass stains on our memories
made everything smell sweeter
never felt so safe, away from my heater

your past walked
to snip my dream catcher
she held the scissors
this present snatcher

her post slap palms held the shears
penetrating your growth
pesticides filling hours of maturity
this time when I look at you, you look *****.