Red
Tonight, my hand in yours
my eye, black and blue
like a swollen berry
ripe for the picking
held comfortably
in your hand
your bracelet, glared
the sunset, reflecting
our many moods
The streetlight
flickers on
following the sun
set, as it rises
the warmth of your embrace
heart beating, blood pulsing
like small paint splatters
on a cardboard canvas
without it thinning
And
I swell like an apple
bruised and beaten
from the forest, falling
into nature's warm embrace
feeling a sudden coolness
the fresh dew, after a long drought
coming now and new, as a rainstorm
without the damaging touch of man
your nurturing touch, a warm embrace
Lying here
seemingly forever
time ticks on, but
this embrace lasts
like the growing grass
on the front lawn
small green fibers
constantly growing, despite
oppressive impressions
Growing
under the cool shade
of tall trees, suffocating
without realizing
like mice, trapped in the wall
Dusty, and cramped
forever following
the light of life
inevitably, falling
like the warm rain
drizzling, summer's night
warm, dark, and cool
refreshing water
Back in the forest
smelling the wet dirt
inhabiting the air, everywhere
stepping on the fallen
wet berries
popping
the little noises, gushing
open, like a water balloon
streaming down
the side of my face
Red
like fire, warm
But messy, leaving
behind a trail
Crimson Red
running down the creek
Copper water
the taste of life
and death
awaiting the seasons' turn
My hand in yours
all the night
all the while, the spinning
stops, the earth stands still
your shadow, covering me
like a lunar eclipse
darkening, silently
Then
I collapse, into
warm branches, desperately
holding me close
like a fallen bird, feathers
entangled in its own wings
the healing touch of nature, like
mother, warm and loving
the earth stops, the sun
rises, the moon, sets
Lying here, in the dew
of the lawn, comfy
like a meadow, in
your arms, concussed
but conscious
I see you, finally
your teary eyes
your sudden smile
I love you