Wednesday, May 28, 2008

cup's bottom swig

Delicious renditions of swirling colors and lights delight.
Hailing winds of song prevail in the mornings sight.
Wishing stars to move through my summer moods, solstice to appear, nights laying beneath the blanket of, sparkles and flesh.
A conundrum, a must, a do, a want.
Hallelujah for answers and unexpectedness.