“I am growing tall”
Her mouth quivered and retorted,
the glint of excitement like dew on her lip.
She stood folded in their bliss;
mouth opened in enchantment,
tongue weighted and about to slip.
Her resplendent obscurity,
flickered and soaked up all emanation
from Her fostered green orchestration.
Then as the merciless blinking ceased;
That vibrancy flourished and coalesced…
scaled memories without future desire,
and once born,
that eclectic storm-
was brought forth from Her eyes.
Her hair short and frayed;
Her current dilated
Yet a soul unshaken,
not plucked nor heard.
Never a hint of ire;
or exuberance that could tire.
Just two squinted eyes
that could nought…
“let’s see how you are growing”
Started a scarred voice,
saturated with a care,
that forced him alone to bear,
a life that lay lopsided
and on a tear.
Their palms then outstretched,
The deepened valleys of His
and the faintest streams of Hers
His feeling took him…
As her and her maker
went for a swim,
beneath his skin.