from head to toes

i see your eyes

in mourning teas

in surrendering moons

and daftly seas

i hear your voice

in wistful strings

in whispering breezes

dragonfly wings

taste of your tongue

in auburn roots

nectar of goldenrods

and cider fruits

your touch i know

like static bows

the spark of divine

from head to toes

~csr