๐ ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ผ๐น๐ผ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ฎ๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ฏ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ข๐ท๐ฐ
Nightโs canopy dares me to steal away,
Rebellious, jumping that forbidden fence
To gather prized morels, their strong, distinct
Intensity appealingโcurious
Excursions undertaken secretly.
Morchella have a symbiotic, deep
Relationship with trees, though unalike,
Attachments that help growing things survive.
An alien has been observing me.
Whereโd you come from? What made me unafraid?
You plucked me from Earth, softening my limbs
In chemical light. I became your mate,
Lit from within, like mushrooms that can glow
In darkness, bioluminescent, strange
Befitting me, the beams igniting flesh.
Your not-hands cup each curve, warm, tenderly,
With extraordinary skill, hoist me
To not-lips that emit erotic sounds,
Transporting me to heights Iโve only dreamed
About โtil now. My skin looks new but pruned.
Was this your planetโs purification,
My intergalactic, suave gigolo?
One moment floating through thin air
Together, wrapped in not-arms, weโve escaped
Through time and space, strong currents pulling me
Along. But then youโve vanished utterly.
My knees kiss forest soil and, fingertips
Away, green glowing fungi grow, as if
Predestined. โJust a dream, a fantasy!โ
I thinkโexcept my thumb capโs been tattooed,
Gold runes encircling it like a ring.
