you took me to the ground.
we enveloped each other and somehow knew
the whole world lay beneath us.
your earthy lips brushed my skin;
our bodies meshed. with interwoven fingers
we found javelinas in the clouds and
your arizona anecdotes became my first flush of l-o-v-e
[and it felt velvet-soft, like a starless midnight sky
above a forest of grapefruit trees].
a rose from my corsage lay silent on your dashboard
as the winding country roads led you home,
and meanwhile i returned to the very spot where
our romance took its roots.
the grass still lay flattened, an imprint of our lazy afternoon,
our mark left on the world,
us. a mir