Imagine

Swirls of darkess
trickle like mercury
purple black
becomes midnight blue
that flows like a river
dusted with starlight
towards the creeping dawn
I heard it first
my morning song
its breathe was here
before my mind discovered it
Take flight with the birds
to clouds pink golden blond
Where shimmering glass
castles watch over
green pastures of sheep
while mythical folk play
tricks on the innocents
A thunderous clap
and showers burst forth
I search for my lover
and find him waiting
beneath a cypress tree
with mangoes red wine chocolates
and warm melting kisses
from his generous mouth
Sink into the cool earth
and our limbs like the vines
and roots that take hold
of the fury of living
And this, this
is only my Monday