.
open your heart
to love
like you open the windows
to the sun
in the morning
here I am
in my room
again.
threads of light
stretch from wall to wall
like sticky spider webs
and in the middle
of its cocoon
the sun burning
into glittering dust
filling the
air all around and
I step inside
carefully
else I'd trip
and become
a thousand
shinning particles
suspended
in love.
light is touching us
tempting us
trapping us
filling us
getting in and out
of shapes and colors
and I'm stepping always
forward, quietly
on a glass rainbow...
there's a sunflower
by your bed
and a smile
my good-night kiss
left behind
though you're ahead
your eyes traveling
through the liquid light
and you tend to
lose the way
sometimes
slip away
through thoughts --
you are full
and I am right --
I'll never let go
of your hand
we're holding them
tight
deep inside your pocket.
.
(D.J., 03/2006)