the morning when i walked on blades of vivid green

the first blades i’ve touched that did not cut me red

my toes felt the weight of worlds beneath heavy steps

but the dew made my skin leap like a child in the sun

you were there like god in an empty room

the grassy hills on my skin rose to meet you and you grazed

the food of my love in your teeth

the garden on your tongue so beckoned me and i wandered

you bloomed in my everything

the barren me and the oasis you met tragically

blurring like horizon lines

water me again