You made me want to sleep forever
behind my eyelids
sockets
the blue-glass balls retracting light…
Only thought steps tiptoe
over the thin white pebbles
outside my door.

My tenderly bloomed feet are up
ignorant of the physical graft
plundering their picturesque intention
and towards the garden
I have gained distance
while still
sipping into a hot ceramic cup
blessing whoever brought the leaf
in whatever cargo
to whichever shore.