A Poem A Day, Poem #46

i've watched you run through flowers,
your hair on fire from the sun, your mouth
hiding a laugh from a kiss, and the face of your
heart turns in for sunny smiling, tucks a picture of this--
this piece of us, in a pocket you hide away for later dreaming,

and the world leaks something like a meaning in
the moment(immeasurable) between your hand
and my hand
and a touch happens, breathes with the echoes
of eternity water and calmly pours somewhere rain,
burying our bodies in the dirt for mud dancing,
pushing delightful daisies all the way to the top of
death, as delicious and sweet as your lips, dappled
that day with sunshine and slowness