in the morning i took her waist

and the curvature of her body indicated to me

a movement beyond the treeline

what will be said when all has been done?

I take her as she takes me

a rawness to her flesh

I consume her whole

and lay her to rest

now she lay in peace

in the covers of my bed

never more alive than where she is now

flowers growing around her

she is nutrients

I, the soil