fatherfig

In deepest winter I am preserved by your warmth And your memory

I don't feel so bad Leaves tangling in my wet hair Wind brushing my face

It's euphoria The plant dances to rainsound Pleasant water's kiss

I might mirror tea Warming what holds me burning Those who crush my leaves

An image of me Though I could never see it The tree changes, grows

Into moonlit shards Rippling reflections bloomed out Casting hopeful awe

Love my shallow bones For until you do I must Resist loving you

I ran from your arms Because I have my own, don't Reach for me anymore.

My blood is shed now And not for violent deeds Spilt as a phoenix Sighing in the wind My tired bones do not waver I will not give in

Give me strength to live Open up your arms and reach Out to me cradling

letters glide across the backs of my aching hands still I am not done

in the starry night old owls know little noise but young mice make ruckus

as they slip to earth curious petals glance upwards looking for the sun

*you must be if you don't like me* "Darling you aren't that attractive."

the table of grass shifts in the wind my coffee steaming between waves