What I want is poetry –
to live out moments that can be woven into words.
I want to
watch tulips open their lips to the breeze
and behold sunsets that spread like fire across the sky.
I want to be mesmerized by spring’s new green
and taste the sweet nectar of summer’s fruit.
I want to walk barefoot by ocean’s edge
and feel the warmth of his legs against my skin.
I want to listen to our breathlessness,
as our bodies move,
and we laugh in hysteria under the moon.
What do you want this season?
♥
Kadine Christie
