vine loops

subtle fidget of the nude dawn
pressing petals into new bloom
take the deepest breath you can, fawn
settle sweet into the eve's gloom

stay aware of how the fog lifts
from the outskirts of the meadow
crossing ankles where the streams mix
in the shadow of the last crow

taking breaths in stolen lumens
quiet shudders in the moon's flow
keep a grip on perfect ruin
the awakening will soon glow

if you make it to the sunrise
after tasting ecstasy's doom
you will revel with the unwise
as the roots invade your pleased tomb