6am

What

did

you

do?

Did you touch a soul and breathe a life into mind? One warm flicker so he could get it, now your folding cadence as the sighs streak the sun god. Those persistent hips stronger than your back hand.

He became a delta in the river then. Now love is scenic and the earth you step through brilliant unto your veins. Nothing is the same.

Since you and I were one, spirit drifting in orbit in and around all those mothers they told us was earth.