Sunday, May 13, 2012

crumbles

I want to reach out
and scoop up a handful
of that
green crumble cake topping
outside my window
so that i may feel
the way the mountain does
when the green grows lush
I want to sit inside
a cloud
with the family of rain droplets
and contemplate the color of the sky
before i fall
back to the earth
I want to be the song you sing
in the morning
when you are happily alone
so i never loose
the sound of your voice
humming in my heart