waking

Sleepy
Next wake
New moons
And oh
Some sun
Spitting gold
The flowers
Are coming back!
Spring
Something waking
Deep
Waiting
And spitting
Upwards. Green gold
Some cliched explosions
¡°Earth blowing kisses at the sun¡±
Sleepy
Night gone
Picked from eye corners
Splashed away in
Cold tap water
Night reflections
Dreams and some smiles
Pictures drawn
Anon.
Oh,
Worlds and some words
Tapping currents
So deep like veins
Throwing and pumping
Let loose
Like vivid perception
Vivifying velvet life
Inside throbbing
around.
Oh.
She pulls at that
Deep blood flowing
My heart beats
Deeper
Than before
Shakes
The world is different today
Somehow you
And the consortium
Are outlined
In gold thread
Sharper
The air is breathing me in
And outside: Spring.