selenelise

a recount

it was high time
for the other
eye on side

the other know
engulfs my
favorite maze

its hue a deep
     truth
its stunning dim
     wind

my forever steam
     hidden bramble
my always Green
     free from fire

the eye clears
     thought
from my autumn 
     haste

now that earth
     patched
my yearns...

will high tide
     return?
to root my
     alveoli's sigh

from the thneed
     I've lost a sleeve
but gained a 
     stream

yes, I am
     humble
to the curve 
     of her sheen

as she gleams,
     I plead,

cast me 
    right 
  into 
my lovers 
  dream

be itsrobenia’s valentine