she rode softly softly
on the white sands making love with the crickets in the long
summer grasses with sweet toad songs
love spilled vehemently out of you
a torrent of cupid bows and holiday smiles
i caught your wrists like floating seeds coming to pollinate
the fields with their red glossy lips.
i'll steal a kiss
i'll catch a kiss
from spring wading through the bubbling brooks,
a long gown flowing behind her, her hair water falling beyond
the mist.