Stumbling

Into

Briar

My

Words

Catch

Thorns

I am

Mute

Smokey

Clouds

Sail

Across

Daybreak

Blue

Sky

High

Above

Manoa

Rise

Saul

Winks

Softly

Onto

Kaimuki

Valley

Debussy

Balances

Dawn

Delicate

Harmonies

Echo

Our

Hands

Touching

Piano

Key

Ribs

Hands

Caress

Soft

Fleshy

Pockets

Taught

Flanks

Blessed

By

You

This

Morn

Rises

To

Day

Even

Poems

Writhe

Painfully

When

Words

Stick

Blades

In

Throat

Help

Me

Swallow

Sleeping

Beside

Me

Dreaming

Your

Fingers

Dance

Eyes

Butterfly

Flutter

Lips

Purse

Holding

Close

Heart

Speeds

Of

Racing

Baby

I say

Baby

It’s morning

Song

Listen

To

Its sweet

Melody

Raspberry

Sherbet

Clouds

Tumble

Across

Sky

Blue

Sky

Trades

Whisk

From

Palolo

Manoa

Ridges

Billowing

Ghostly

Sheers

Yawning

Linen

Catches

Air

Waves

Parachuting

At

Feet

Gooseflesh

Appears

Beckoning

Closeness

Exploring

Naked

Terrain

Fingers

Pirouette

Indentations

Rises

Of

Flesh

Oh

Good

Good

Morning

My

Love