the soles of your feet became restless from running
we once ran away from the world
until you ran from me
never meant to wither me
i remembered our pinky promises under the moonlight
and how you once said my eyes were full of "escapism and femininity"
did you think those things when my hair slithered around your body?
did you learn nothing is more delicate than a woman's hollow gaze?
eyes green, now filled with envy
envious of them who love you
never look unless i go to Rome
let them criticize the way i embraced you
never praised for turning you into stone
but merely Bernini who found you and commanded you art
valley sunsets are the only thing that doesn't subdue me
never did i think when you forgot my origin
i would learn mine