VELVET
7.1.20
we were raised by the skirts of the same mountain
seems all those years ago
our affections were only
milk teeth for today’s molars
we are
everything that time let live
fermented sugarcane and effervescence
smooth that way like floating glass bottles
something flush that forgives after an eruption you and i
we are the the tide dancing with the moon for breakfast
we are sweat in the wind with no towel
perfuming ourselves with river minerals
we had to loose ourselves
to domesticity and monotony in order to re-learn
this our own guidance
roaring the forest from our throats
making plants shiver with presence of our bodies
we had to be there
to be here now
in the moonlight by the river