baby, baby

you play with the angles of my face
make em fit
to the light of your smile.

the breeze it moves the tall strands of grass
swiftly across my cheekbone
in the meadow

i wiggle my toes
from beneath the sundress lightly dancing
over my shoulders.

i like the air out here
i like to come here when i'm all alone
picture you sitting across from me

sometimes we put our foreheads together
and let our eyes wander across the soil.
who are you ?

Do I know ?
i haven't decided yet
but i sure like it out here.