oh, heart
Where bleeding greens and aquas mix
on valleys through we comb and glide
legless on this wagon ride
where serendipity
casts her haunting stare on us
jadeite and tender red
and forth shall rise a cold mirage
in this verdant tableau
an isle of flaming hues
billowing in the breeze
oh if only you could see
what my eyes long to spill on parchment
and send it to your chest through cherub songs
when before the storm, the winds a choir
oh, love
if only you could hear
the humming of the buzzards drawing near