We are just two souls,
sitting amongst the young stems and old shrubs
in the sun.
I think of us in Eden -
long-toothed lions talking together then
as you answer me now;
a sound saying you love being outdoors
with me when it's sunny.
But then we don't say anything -
we are the creatures lying down
side by side,
here and in that somewhere place
with green and gold light
sky on skin and fur,
even feathers shading reptilian eyes -
Where humans don't take a life,
we listen, lamb-soft,
And live.
sitting amongst the young stems and old shrubs
in the sun.
I think of us in Eden -
long-toothed lions talking together then
as you answer me now;
a sound saying you love being outdoors
with me when it's sunny.
But then we don't say anything -
we are the creatures lying down
side by side,
here and in that somewhere place
with green and gold light
sky on skin and fur,
even feathers shading reptilian eyes -
Where humans don't take a life,
we listen, lamb-soft,
And live.
C. LJ Ireton 2024
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