Her long hair
draped
either side
of her hazel eyes
and her lipgloss
shielded
the truth of
her whispers
I remember
her desires
the flowers that
bloom
and the texture
of her goosebumps
as I held her
on top the windy earth
a laughter
a crow
sowing seeds
of feelings
we dared
not explore
as we drift
with the undertow