hold me more closely
leaves sprouting from your vine limbs
I am your rock wall
cling to my jagged outline
I water your flowering heart
clean, direct from the tap
nestled in your terracotta ribcage
my toes are shrouded in mulch
I am the night
but you bloom in the moonlight
you bask in the light of my eyes
as much as they are hidden in the fog
your roots have twisted into my soil
and we live in eternal spring
symbiotic photosynthesis