dreaming magic jets autographing air
The call tomorrow with news a bird has got your cat
cursing me for what I did or didn’t do again
A sip? Please a drop? That I might know once again. Your taste. In my tears.
draft a silky breeze, hitch your skirt and go
Roses paint the promenade
Fly as high as thought will bear Weight will lose its greed and share Faith to sail beyond imagined walls