thin veil reveal
green tree
deep
brown
earth...
i smell rain on your hands
look there... past the blue deep
beyond the grey-white, billowy cloud
there above the hills
over the undulating tree line
i see her...
feel that soul sun
high
in the abysmal expanse
i feel her warmth
rooted in my belly
soul shine
leap from rooftop
intrinsic as dew drop
speckle forehead
and brow
with your heat glow
glisten
and
slide.
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