shades of u

dewey drops over freshly cut grass

a wide-toothed smile

and your eyes like glass

a reflection of me

in a reflection of you

you see me, and you see right through

i don't drop my gaze

and neither do you

knees folded in sheets;

wet but dry

the grass beneath;

spiky but soft

sweaty hands, but I leave it there

my eyes still wandering in shades of blue

i don't say a word and neither do you