at juniper forest we settle

by Calista Dirdja

I dreamt of a house
amongst the pine woods.
On a balcony, we soaked in the view.
A gentle sunshine through the trees,
a komorebi to see.

Your hand fit around my waist.
The petrichor enticed us
with her musty scents.
It’s tea time, rib-eye steak,
and mashed potato.

In the west sky, there’s a rainbow.
We had a fascinating talk,
a dumb conversation,
and once or two times inquired 
some provocative questions.

We cast away the mundane
till our sweet fondness soared
into the air.