Watermelon, just enough hydration to
get your body, enough sugar
to get your heart, stickiness
to snag your mind,

and I’m just enough rind to still be there
once you dare to take a bite. You’re so
summer, that I keep creeping up,
open roads that could use a little fuel, board

Celestial realms so blue, like a river
trickling, and I want to know where you are.
When you see this same sky, do you rush down
into the grass blades and let your mind cut

I’ve got cares as tainted as these muddy banks,
but you sift the tales I weave
through a sieve that filters out the rest and marvels at

If I love you and you love me, 
we both I Love You, even as
we flip each other’s pronouns ’round,