alone with the earth
My fingers run in slow motion
through the browning blades of grass,
just as they used to do
through your fading strands of hair.
My digits soft but firm
on the cool and quiet surface.
aimless but determined,
naive but knowing.
And you both let them sink in,
you and the earth.
let them feel for your love,
and caress your fragile heart.
As long as they keep wandering,
the loneliness won't take me.
But it already has, for I'm alone.
alone with the earth.
Written 2.15.11 @ 12:28 PM
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