The view from two inches off the earths’ surface 
Eye level now with the determined grass
It’s sweet smell like life eternal
I lay face down
Even as the dusk comes
And the earth grows damp
I let it soak in
The ground is softer than I remember
The blades more gentle
As I rest my face
Against her sweet caress
And listen
My own heart beat
Against her chest

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