black dirt rows divide the fava beans
june sun shines between pillars of rock
here are shades and lights laying lines between
your idea and my plan for love       talks
into monday and moonstones, nights forsworn
to raspberries or our idea of them
their red juice mingles with the french horn
of the Stones - you can't always get - hmm
my shoes have their hollows at your feet
oranges there are bigger than here
hear the songs of my parakeet
because she is the charioteer
that brings you closer and rings a bell -
let's let loose and ride the carousel


�2007 by PJ Nights