tree tops

If I were God, or a giant,
I would, primarily,
brush the palm
of my large right hand
against the bristly brush
of the lizard green
tree tops.

march.

skirt

Fluttering, ballooning, brushing, blooming -
whispering kisses over bare skin
like parched leafy appendages tossed in the wind
or flowering bushes fragrant and looming



I love

shade and light
squinted eyes