i used to sit on a bench, waiting for you
watching the blue cranes picking up their feet
watching the grass grow from the foreign soil
that was my home
i used to listen to the footsteps of the people
i used to listen to the footsteps of the sun
walking slowly across the sky
i miss walking with you there
i used to feel my stomach clench like a fist
when i saw you walking towards me
growing like moss
giving me my bearings
like ivy our arms entwined
we used to walk past the queen anne's lace
past the knotted trees
like old fingers sprouting from a green sea
i used to walk past me
until the first day you came
and we walked together
