The marvelous
Thing about
Dreams
Is not
Their
Reality
But
Their
Precursors
To
Reality
But
Their
Ability to
Lead
The marvelous
Thing about
Dreams
Is not
Their
Reality
But
Their
Precursors
To
Reality
But
Their
Ability to
Lead
Love
Like
Soil
Is
Richer
The
Deeper
We
Dig
Morning
Bleeds
Above
Manoa
Ridge
Raspberry
Saul
Yawns
Quietly
Looming
Clouds
Scrape
Birdsong
Your
Deep sigh
Sleep
Sounds
Turn
Me
Beneath
Blankets
You
Lay
Tawny
Skin
Wrapped
In cotton
Finger tips
Trail
Across
Ridges
And bone
Tickling
Today’s
Gooseflesh
One day
When
I am
Old
And
You
Are
Young
Look
Back
At
These
Words
And remember
Not
What they
Said
But
How they
Felt
Remember
Buy
An ugly
Journal
And fill it
With
Beautiful
Things