Friday, October 15, 2010

Youth

I realize I‘m your cloud
In your face, as light and cosmic dust
Just blown from the waves of ultimate violets

If everything is you, purple
Flowers, in splitting yellow glow
Dandelions, daffodils fulfill

Sh! These shoes float on depth into you
Balloons lift onto air
I can fly, a cloud within a butterfly, collecting time


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