A Cargo of Green Hearts
~POEMS~
in the time before time
before trees there was moss everywhere over everything as if a kind hand drew along a shivering naked sleeper a beryl gown from the sea and the sleeping went on and on in the moss so deep so soft sweet lullaby, lover you could lay upon it your knife-nicked heart, out of your chest spooned and set down an offering to the green blanket to like a kitten curl and purr for a million years thence once upon a time to wake to the vertical hymn of trees reaching to weave their twigs through delicate air. Comments are closed.
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