Idaho

say Idaho

say Idaho with me

your flowers surround me
speak in their hushed colors
were they the forgotten ones
from forgotten years or
newly born to a young spring sun
the slightest twist of wind touches the skin
fine hairs of your small wrist
light pours into your eyes
all kinds of shadows pour out
escaping

say Idaho
it will be our secret
breathless as you are
far enough from me to see
everything there is to see between us
teasing at our horizons
pulling at the strings
knots of silence

say Idaho before the darkness arises
before the days end before their time
before our shadows stray from this uneasy earth
find new lives of their own
in some unknown place
and for one last time
let us know what is ours
and ours
alone

Idaho

jppestana
4.21.18
Idaho