the abiding green

knelt in the solace of sun-grazed emerald,
i inclined my back against some thinly drawn tree -
towering amongst the dense brush;

and like the impatient child peeling back the layers of his gift,
that incandescent sun jutted his fingers through the loose canopy,
as it mirrored the pines and oaks
against the glassy sheets of murky water.

backlit mosquitoes hovered in close proximity,
yet no more than two made a host of my skin...

resonated in my likened ears,
the cinematics of a soft jazz soundtrack
choked down the noise of passerby cars,
on some busy road, struts away.

head leaned back, feeling the bark of my supporting tree
as it pulled and then released my crimson hair
with each simple turn of the neck.
an easy sigh, and a cool tinge in the air;
admitting to being at peace is an understatement
of immense weight.

untaping a transparent line of spider's web from my relaxed forearm,
i veered upways through the spaces to the golden sky,
and sketched a draft of your precious smile.
how much, darling, i wished for your colorful kiss,
there beneath the abiding green,
while i fidgeted a needle of pine in my empty palm,
and inhaled the serenity.