Jennifer Kimball

Your Mouth

I took myself for a walk
along the rose-colored path
through the prickly mounded thistle
to the dunes

Over the rolling sand
soft grasses dark and sweet
wave their dewey selves at me

Your mouth, your mouth
Your mouth, your mouth

Stare into the pool
Dark waters deep and blue
Meet my gaze, take my heart
with you, with you

Hills so smooth and wide
glide to the glistening
single monument - take me in to

Your mouth, your mouth
Your mouth, your mouth

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-Jennifer Kimball