Wide Open

I met you in a dream and we tumbled
trees high around us, your hair
in braids of meadow grass tied
with wildflowers and laughter.

I cried dew drops
on each blade until the sun
rose you rose you smelled of roses.
We whispered as fire rode the sky

all I saw was upward my heart strained
my tears churned into butter
your hands on me without shame
my body shivering under the heat

of that longed for connection I woke
to my own voice shouting
please touch me
I’m ready I’m wide
open.