Sweetly

I kissed you once
and was amazed
I had not expected that you were so gentle
I've known you all this time and not really known you
what is to come of us here
we who try to fill the hard black boots of these days
and this world
but still remember the meadows
from whence all beautiful words came
a place of unchecked color
and roaring winds
and fresh smells

I'll remember you maybe
when this world is over
and grasses cover the hard edges where we've slaved to live
and kiss you again when we're butterflies
cause life is short
and it shouldn't go by without real things
and color