A sip of dreams, slink!
From the tip of my tongue, down…
I’m a little lost
looking for the way back…
Cuts and colors mar my body
as I crease the canvas…
Plop… Plop…
Two dollops of honey drop…
Raindrops take turns
tumbling off the roof…
In my happiness
I sing and dance…
I cannot control
where my heart wanders…
I will sing my truth
in the tune…
May your eyelids flutter
awake with the light…
Happiness visits
in the soft hours of night…