an afternoon meeting.  

The emerald grass 

Tickled my skin 

As you began to  

Come into my view 

I shaded my eyes  

And told my heart to 

Wait – do not fall 

You spoke not very long 

Until your hands were  

Upon my face, admiring the  

Highest point of my cheekbones  

The violet flowers below  

Formed a dainty  

Wedding bouquet 

As the sun moved inside 

An easy spring noon  

You took my mouth to yours 

In power -without asking 

And my earth spun new  

Within your gorgeous 

Audacity. 

sweet things need repeating.

When the sun shines like God

Upon an afternoon field of

Wildflowers

I trace your face with my

Small finger

And you pull my ankles

Until I gasp

Breathing slowly in and out

Upon you

Upon me

As the moment

Attaches to a petal breeze

Leaving a crimson path

And then – in time

It rains.

once, you loved me.  

I never wished you 

Any sorrow as you  

Walked away from me 

I had just set my 

Forgiveness in your hand 

Closing your fingers 

One by one  

And when I was done 

You kissed me like 

Pity and I took it the same  

You shut the door  

To find your voyage  

I could see you free the sail 

Each plan crashing in the sunlight 

As your eyes relayed the pleasure   

Over the vacancy of me – too filled    

I bore an ache as deep  

As one can without death 

But my heart still pardoned you 

Knowing there would be no good 

In being merciless to the  

Very soul 

Who once  

Only loved me.