Green

Smoke tendrils unfold from this
cavernous and wide opening wholly
teasingly eyed as a figurine
iconically held as a symbol of
a   need   purer   than   new   rain

Unfold beside me with a mind
blossoming   freely   with   new   dew
dripping soliticiously a reason
opened wide washing through a notion
that you could see me underneath

Silken   and   white,   slide   inside
as a fresh thought to my everyday
poised to begin it springs from within
sing with your lungs, from within
from every cell of your being

breathing freely in a meadow of light
walk the earth in thirty days
across perhapses and ellipses in my daze
replaced with the softness and surety
of   a   leaf's   succelent   greenness
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