"Adrift" - 4.23.18 To touch your lips before dawn stretches across our skin Similar to The Creation of Adam On the eve of your departure Where whimsical scripts meet sacrosanct words Wrapping themselves around your tongue And ripple like kaftans when sung We hold these truths to be self-evident And your vision is honest I refuse suffering your absence amongst the hunger I feel Cooking up a plan to capture your heart A pinch of your perspiration's salt The kiwi sweetness in your sway Even if you appear in my dreams, although miles away It's the best homecoming yet.
