I held an open book
The pages blew away
Before the sky turned backwards
Her palm pressed into mine
Composed of clay
From breath and spit assembled
Looking for the new
And iridescent blue
A long and frozen winter
Hidden by the trees
Supine on the leaves
She loved and she devoured
Looking for the new
And iridescent blue
A long and frozen winter
Hidden by the trees
Supine on the leaves
She loved and she devoured