Open up open up open up like

Hands reaching out for an infant, your first grandchild,
curled up like a fox, nose tucked under its tail,
little elastic pink human newness in your arms.

Flower brazen center nipple fearlessly puffed up
Big fat buzzing honeybee snuggles his proboscis
Deep into your now fruited womb.

Grabbing your lover laughing out loud together
Falling back onto the comforter-topped bed
Tumbling and rolling into the purest present.

Ripping your chest apart with senseless sorrow
Missing the clicking of his toenails on the wood floor
Taking that wet heart and breathing into it
Making a clearing in the forest of the day.

Golden shafts of sunlight memories
Soft moss and towering fir-lined fragrance that
Takes you all the way to your

Office desk cluttered with pinecones and buddhas and
Papers and heart-shaped rocks.

Open up open up open up.