These thoughts buried something
Something in your dreams
There is a jar filled with Honey
And I pour it
They create steps
A temple of your heart
Steep conversations
Vegetation will take care of
Cicadas
Heart thumping like pure jet-streams
Azure is shape of my skin
You sit next to me
Can you hear them?
Who knew that chemical reactions can create longing?
And I’m floating from you just being next to me
“Share a coke?” you ask with carbonated lips
I would share a grasshopper with you
High on protein
Saliva dripping rainbows and you share that secret with me
There are no Banyans close by
Let’s do magic by that Orange shape
Peeling it by toes
Those natural fingertips are delicate to fur touch
And I promised you an apple pie
If you stay close enough
I’ll give you a view
From my chest
Along a withering forest
To my dreams
Just stay close.
© A.R. Minhas 2017
