this earth and i

12.15.2008 (1) [western iowa]

this earth and I have secrets

secrets that I tell you now

 

I laid upon her matted sod

‘twas soft and sweet and fallow

 

I whisper to her thoughts of mine

thoughts that I do think right now

 

her fruit is sweet and bitter

and warming to my touch tender

 

I will always see her bare

and rest my breast on hers

 

as I lay upon her matted sod

she whispers back, where you go I’ll follow

 

 

 

 

Kevin M. Reader