making my way
back from the land of sleep
I have pictured
a laugh that could charm
the venom from the evilest snake
and you have that plus
a smile to dream the stars
and a pair of legs that
takes the breath from
even the fiercest hurricane
these lips I have tasted
have reminded me to believe
in the happiness in each and every
flower petal and snowflake
crimson sunrise and sunset
hug and dance and song
while I can
struggle to tell you this
my soul is
already flying on a color
that even imagination
is envious of