Your
body
reads
like
a
map
I
follow
your
ink
like
roads
leading
to
your
stories
roses
never given
Medusa
seducing
they
wind
around legs
and arms
twisting
and
teasing
roads
through
valleys
and
leafy
forests
Your
body
reads
like
a
map
I
follow
your
ink
like
roads
leading
to
your
stories
roses
never given
Medusa
seducing
they
wind
around legs
and arms
twisting
and
teasing
roads
through
valleys
and
leafy
forests
Walking
tripping
over you
like a
root
you brought
me
to my
knees
wondering
why I
stumbled
I
cleared
away
debris
and
studied
you
your
roots
led
to your
trunk
and
there
you
were
above
me
sturdy
green
and
spanning
the
heavens
shading
me
from
rain
and
sun
protecting
me
from
a
harsh
world
Step
outside
you
called
look to
sky
see
me
smiling
at you
I
see
April’s Moon
it’s
me
you
said
me
glowing
for
you
Silence
was
once
a
respite
from
laughter
or
passion
now
it
hangs
between
us
heavy
wet
blankets
we
both
say
words
trailed by
elipses
this
silence
is
deafening
like
the
howls
of
the
damned
in
hell
We
drove
to the
end
barricaded
it
stopped
no more
street
just
land
stepping
from the
carriage
we
stand
knowing
that
what
brought
us
here
cannot
take
us
there
if
there
is
where
we
wish
to
go