To the Earth

To the Earth

I want you
not like a body
but like morning
opening its fog

I crave your closeness
in damp soil
in grass sticking to my skin
in warmth that doesn’t ask permission

my desire has no name
it moves in my hips with the wind
it deepens my breath
when you touch me with light

I learn longing
from roots, waves, stones
they know
how to want
without taking

 

That's sure beautiful

 

I am very pleased and thank you