I love
the handful of earth
you are
as you lay
on your back
on the ground
under the angel oak tree
in the morning sun
I lay
between your knees,
on the wet earth,
kissing your thighs softly,
lips
lightly
brushing
skin
“Amo el trozo de tierra que tú eres,
porque de las praderas planetarias
otro estrella no tengo tú repites
la multíplicación del universo,” writes Neruda
I see. I hear.
Close
your eyes
to the stars
and feel
the width and depth
of the universe
inside
you
Trevor Scott Barton is a public school teacher and a writer in Greenville, SC. He is curious about whales, migration, neutrinos and languages. You can follow his work on Tumblr at https://at.tumblr.com/teachandwrite-blog/
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