oyster

is this how oysters

feel inside their own shell?

smells like the ocean

so good i try

to taste it

bend my head

over

and over

just to see it

living

breathing small

and warm

i lean in

to hear

their secrets

like a flower

her petals

say I’m

ready

to be seen

not plucked

leave no trace

on my tender growing

garden

how nice it is

only to watch me

watch you