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I wish I could scat to create

a beat, to substitute for the words I could never say..

I wish I could project my smile into the universe,

cast into a call for the stars.

I want to watch the daylight take peeks into the night –

no one ever knew that that’s what lightening is.

Give me a taste of the strawberry coated skies at dusk,

and let my appetite put half of the world to sleep.

Allow me to wash it all down with a sip of the golden sun,

as it pours its rays across the building tops.

And homes,

and empty pastures.

I’d like to trade places with the tired clouds that we call fog –

give me a chance to rest up for the busy days ahead.

Let me look on through rose colored sunglasses,

as not to truly see the darkness that lives on.

Blinded by the fiction of eternal happiness,

and granted the indulgence of an unsoiled, dream-come-true.

Breathe..

in the midst of such an unhappily joyous occasion,

honor me with the privilege of experiences.

Good and Bad –

giving me something to cry about,

giving me a reason to laugh.

With the sway of hips that have danced to endless streams of notes,

and a voice that sings out in beautiful and silent shrieks,

there is no end to the songs that our bodies will coax into actuality.

Feel not with the mere tangibility of your skin;

I will give you the familiarity of the world,

through the hollow organ that bonds my soul with my body .

Love the love that leaks from my chest.

Accept the prominence of your essence.

And when we’re both full

off of the meal of each other’s core,

I’ll ask you to get drunk with me and lose consciousness

in our own, protective Stratosphere.

~ [[14 June 2014]]

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