• I look for you in puddles
    And under small stones.

    We laid
    Under the red sun,
    Worlds ago,
    When we crawled from the mud.
    Your crude lungs drew a ragged gasp
    And we left the water forever.

    We grew hands and minds
    And empty
    And I lost you.

    I search for you in sunsets
    And the twists of trees.
    I look for you in puddles
    And under small stones.