she was there again, just now….but grown, twice as big, and her leg and arm stripes so BeautyFull and i am Care Full as i approach to turn the water on. We know each other today, tho, so when i look to see if she is there, she looks back and i put my hand there…a HUGE hand, her tho twice as big, so small but she walks onto my fingers and turns her eyes UP to mine…. and i lower her to an Iris Leaf. After watering, she's Back. Back on the spigot handle….i touch her and she moves so i can turn off the water.
Part of me still wants to be feral. Human Love is too hard. Feral. I could camouflage self in color of Earth, leaf, bloom, rocks, only my human eyes to betray me.
But i have chosen. Human. ok.
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