dandelions in winter

you are
a real person
and i need
to treat you
as such.

marjoram
on the belly,
to release.

you are
existent
and i need
to know you
as such.

the past does not exist
yet what happens in
the present does. the present
is always here and
still it lays as
a fine chalk,
up and ahead of us,
down and behind us.

you are bound
at your belly.
i am adhered
where you are
bound.

marjoram
on the belly,
for there is
a belly.

from inside
the belly
we are together
unbound.