Innocence
Tilting over the ash barricade,
I catered to the puckered tortoise below me
The corduroy leaves, imperial, ochre
Felt as soft as velvet in my tiny hands
The reptile's ashen form gorged on those such leaves
With the ferocity of a slug
Each bite monumental
The glistening sunlight on his smokey shell
I brushed my sable hair out from my face
And placed my hand on that barricade
The air as light as an icy breath
I stood there, observing
Watching as that old man tortoise padded over the brittle grass
The earth clodding in his wake
The air as light as an icy breath
I catered to the puckered tortoise below me
The corduroy leaves, imperial, ochre
Felt as soft as velvet in my tiny hands
The reptile's ashen form gorged on those such leaves
With the ferocity of a slug
Each bite monumental
The glistening sunlight on his smokey shell
I brushed my sable hair out from my face
And placed my hand on that barricade
The air as light as an icy breath
I stood there, observing
Watching as that old man tortoise padded over the brittle grass
The earth clodding in his wake
The air as light as an icy breath