Baby dreams
and toys floating
down a river's horizon
view filling my lungs
with kerosene and oxygen
flowing from a showerhead
and encircling everything
in an ocean of cherry blossomed
angles all spilling and filling
my veins with
peppermint liquid cooling
and spreading to fresh breath
and white teeth all grinning
down the boulevard and
feeling the hair colored golden
from sunstrokes and lightening,
your voice is like silken
Egyptian cotton and burgundy
circled around inside of my
head like liquid God.
And the rain pours down
dripping off the eaves
of the building and falling
fat onto a splash-happy earth.
Light streaming windows and
rock flowing music and
the rain dances two-step
past my window.
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