green

she felt as though her head
were pregnant, so fertile
with ideas she could have
birthed a dynasty.
she was always two steps ahead,
or behind, or outside,
finding new ways to amaze
as the word orgasms poured
over your green weaknesses
and greener strengths.
maternal to the end she vows
in a whisper that she will be
always be there
                         to hear you roar.