i lost my footing among the wild berry bushes
turns out they were just poison
flowing through my veins
and i laid among the men unable to move
waiting for the darkness to swallow me whole
but it was then that you picked me up
pulled the thorns from my flesh and kissed me tenderly.
it was there that the bushes budded and blossomed in your warmth
and i danced in your creation
turning from the rotting plant with your soil on my skin.