Watering blue eyes and the green passage between us
Divets where tractors ran up the brush and you on a mounting road looking back down on a tree you knew
Words written you can count the seven you spelt and the three she wrote after for your comfort
The side of a cow open as if to give milk to the wolves and hounds who cross before you now like fiends of friends
Leaves wracking the crush in you and a broken cup of moon spilling words on the love who moves on the mirror all around
Crucified selfless on the tree and blue eyes watering the green passage between us now
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