Feed me
    spoonfuls of this blue sky.
Slice up this glorious day
                   I want to taste it,
    want to burn my tongue on it;
feel it in my mouth for days.
I want,
to swallow it
to carry it around in me
                                               - this salt and pine,
                                                  these green leaves
                                                                        above grey stones
                                                  the white of your smile,
                                                               the warm brown of your skin
                                                       the soft colour of your eyes
Feed me,
   the taste of your laughter,
                 drizzle it
            on my tongue
     like honey
                                            make me sticky with sweetness,
                                     under the suns playful gaze,
                             leave me smelling of wildflowers
               help me be as gentle
   as honey bees.                                                                         Let me feast,
                                                                          on the sound of the waves
                                                          the sound of your voice calling
                                               from somewhere down the beach
                                      as I run
                             open armed
      into this abundance
of light.