That devilish halo
on top of your head.
The smile of the sunshine
kid painted in Patti Smith
spirited cloak of stars.

Always the john
to your Lennon.
Red and black
I always wore you:
you were words,
dark and coarse
pictures that color
my universe with
emerald pastels.

Hair painted out with
brown everlasting swirls
in the smooth pinch of
leather finger nails.

trip out with me to
cherry jelly kaleidoscopes.  
That outspoken diva
with light in her eyes:
tongue stuck out
in cheeky verse.

You painted dreams
with beats and breaths
you sew on patches
with hope and love.

The world would be empty
with out you.