I want
to dance
through flowered meadows
in the spring
to turn my face
to touch the shining wind
as rain brings freshness to the air.
I want
to feel the fields
reach toward returning geese
and hear them greet
familiar lands
where young fish rise
in shallow pools
and birdsong rises
to the clouds.
I want
to smell the sweetness
of the cottonwood,
to see its drifts
of summer white
as plumes of seeds release
and seek a moist nest
in the earth.
I want
to chase a cloud of fireflies
running in my garden boots
as I catch them in my net
and save them
in my fairy jar
to watch them twinkle
in the night.
I want
lightness in my breath
my feet to sweep
through fallen leaves
that swirl in circles
settling on
the carpet of the forest floor
and a bounce in my step
until the half years end.
I want
to gently hold
your hand in mine,
to skip
through snowflakes
as the moonlight
floats through streetlights
and the winter withering
brings closure to the year.
I want
to carry you as treasure
clearly in my mind.
Each moment
I’ve collected
is a jewel
I hold up to my eyes.
A prism made of memories.
I want
to hold the sky
forever in my sight
like oceans green and blue
all hues and tones
beneath
the depth of light
and height of darkness.
And always
to see your eyes smile.
I want birdsong
at sunrise
their humming fills my ears
with cool smooth songs
that speak
and seek the ocean depths.
The piercing eagles cry
as it calls to its mate
and the sound
of your voice
the deep heat of your breath
speaking words of love.
I want
stillness and peace
and line-dried sheets.
Soft down blankets
to wrap us close
and hold us safe
and in our arms
there is love
until the end of things.
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