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