my face here always
when i love i love blindly
heart used against me
haynaku
bostrensis
he
an iris
me an iris
too
my petals
black like opal
he
a soul
of mother pearl
me
my mouth
is opened wide
he
his iris
ready to strike
the
mystery inside
my nectar tunnels
moon
hangs low
Orion looks away
iris
i still
bloom in silence
he
an iris
too our lives
are
now divided
sun lit cold
pilgrimage
silence
wet grass
white skies north
sun
hides behind
giggling watches me
scratching
my bean
looking at flowers
signs
blink silently
breakfast served here
air
breathing again
stops to chat
birds
sing replies
air and birds
me
crosswalk speaks
time to change
look
the wealth
staring at me
life
another day
granted to me
words less spoken 