Our Earth Still Breathes
Spreading a glow
In her palm
She wraps it around
Her neck
Leaning back
To kiss you, strikingly
The pull of
Of her approval
Tilting you
Into me
As we ate celebration
From a paper plate
Picking appropriate clouds
I bent atop you
Like a deep green
Stem of daydreams
My blossom hair
Sprawling out upon
Your fresh – ness
Water me again
She calls you back home
You pluck a flower
Near your eye
Oh love, our earth can
Not be zipped up into death
Have you learned
Your lesson yet?
Forever grows
Shorter
Each year
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poem copyrighted by me
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