the morning
after you
i lay in
the grove of trees
outside
your bedroom window
and asters grew
in all the
pink places
that you
touched me.
YOU ARE READING
Meet Me in the Woods
Poetryassorted poetry inspired by nature, family and the life of a person who spends far too much time in her head. (sexuality, death and decay are alluded to or directly addressed in some of my poems. these poems are marked by "*" in the chapter title.) ...
*the morning after.
the morning
after you
i lay in
the grove of trees
outside
your bedroom window
and asters grew
in all the
pink places
that you
touched me.
