You attempt
With what you tempt
To let loose from smiling lips,
To run the river
In reverse.

You wilt
With eyes, become undone
To the season of summer
Inside of your breath,
Upon your hips.

As a caress trembles you,
Reveals you,
Keeps your eyes
Frozen with stare,
Watered, for the garden
Risen in your mind.

Weeping filth
For soil’s scent,
Watching the stars fall,
Same with lost garments,
To a fold
Between your pillared legs,
Pressed only by
Kindhearted burial.

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