the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

For Jenna, A Moment Ago

I'm defined by a line that dances with ease,
The rolls like the waves the lap at my knees
And I'm brave when this knave
Makes the greatest of leaps.
The laughs in the trees are carried in the wind,
Stiff birds in the sky seem to fly paper thin,
Carrying me to my dreams,
Burying the fairytale in the clouds and the steam.
There's a gleam to the engines
With their sugary pistons,
Though needing depleting warm water and kisses.
The hottest core was once a heart,
The blueprint was stolen
And the bones, picked apart.
Even skeletons are treasures
Not measured by greed,
But by maker,
The baker of everything sweet.

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