help me
to give you
the music of making
more than one sunrise
more than one
song

leaves
the color
of jasper and topaz
bloody red color of choice
as I was
written to sunsets
before

painted to circles
and splashes of light
outside the lines
remained
of the heart

chased as a feeling
from shadow
to shade
cooled in the places
you are

favored companion
white linen tapers –
a wind of a whisper
somewhere

fearless to fly
past the edge
of remember
confession of colors –

tis the only
we dream