the leaves.
have blown.
together.

lilies
shadows
cast

awake to blue
cold sky
old hands

hand

body

touch

how simple

how simple

touch

hold

need

now
tangling
moving
hands
outward

still still
still myself

the thought
of a smile
for that
i am gracious

sky
stretching
gray

moon
& trees

august always

august needing

full moon
& skin

where are you
august

sun
pink
sky

bite lip
hold
tongue

listen
listen
sounds

bite
lip
bite lip