I have known the inexplicable wonders of water, still and royal,
as it swallows you whole,
the daylight an hour glass on its side /
I have felt the blades of bright satin grass
tickle the back of my neck, whispering,
as the heat of the sun simmers seductively on my skin /
I have seen the curious quirk of your mouth,
eyes ablaze with June, coloring your face fair,
all the questions of tomorrow sinking into today /
I have thought of all the distance,
all of the places lacking my footprints, and my eyes gently close,
my exhale a mere hurricane in my throat /
I have yearned for perfection as silently as I could,
if perfection even exists at all,
and I blur black, disappointed, into the timid hush of summer /
I have done all of these things,
or maybe have done none at all,
because the truth is that one never truly knows
what goes on when the air is warm and tempting -
we’re all too busy finally breathing