Rising

I carried this flower pot
to the coffee room
to water it and to get wet
I saw your brown smile
and something shinning
leaning sideways
hanging out
your chest

and I grew small
    so tiny
and jumped into the maze
inside your shirt

running through the weeds
of scented hair
till I got tired
may have slept for a second
and the rain started
and my feet are wet
you spilled the coffee
I drowned my plant

We're soaked
my legs are shaking

I  must have run so fast.