Love

and the love

rolls on 

for another day

like is always does

Sleep

in my sleep are dreams

you open up and

slip inside for a short while

it's nice to see you again

Cinnamon

Sometimes cinnamon leaves feelings of splendor

Shuffle like dancing brushes across imaginary fields of cotton flowers

Blow and make a wish

Sun

Sun

and the trail it leaves behind

Front lawn picnics

bring lovers 

out of hiding