I start
my
day with blue,
a light
sky blue,
smashed in between
jazzy
notes,
filled to the brim
with
a few
more
layers of what
could
be;
like the time
we
kissed
then
imagined our
pickets,
white walls,
and
magical
moments shifting
our
wings.
We’re
spreading
into more clouds,
this
you and me journey,
becoming
this
beautiful
we journey.
M.C. Davis
