Make it mine
all that you hold and see
for those things you own
always belonged to me.
The night you were born
even though I was still a babe
And two months older, I was your keeper.
I heard your bald cry
In those first notes of yours-
sang I.
Give me those irises of pigmented green
give them to me, along with your lips.
those fat red petals that emerge as a blush,
those dark long lashes, soft and lush
and your dancing feet,
bare in the grass.
give me your heart
I won’t break it like glass.
Make it mine, what you are
and I’ll give you the earth
for I belonged to you from the very first blink
that night
of your sweet birth.
