I met her during an overwhelming winter
The gloom of Demeter exhibited
With frigid frosted ground
And unsparing winter wind
Yet her eyes gleaming and mellow
Causing my admiration to spurt out
And when she gabbed of white butterflies
Flapping superimposed on each other
On the foot of maple trees
On the birth of spring
I secretly slipped my roots into her flesh
I grabbed her heart to compensate for my beating
I felt her pulse in my veins
And her heart throbbing in my chest
And tar pumped into my organs
And my inside icy and wilting
That is when I ran away
Disproving her existence in my head
But my roots
Still dunked deep into her