I indulge the evening.
I indulge the evening
with a savory cup of tea,
percolated evergreen whistling
the sensual cup of tea.
For one could easily cast
their gaze and jilt off
into busy streets,
but you warm my heart,
my hairy toes
and pour into me
rivers of rumination.
Seeds of life and sweaty bees,
a dirty fingernail's eastern breeze,
Nile River hands and feet of Euphrates,
the born creators of our cities.
Of Light! Of Cheer!
Many faces here.
Dirty hands that toil away
to catch the lightning of the day;
and i do so in a way
for we all love a good tease.
Primordial forces sing in May
to bring the sun to all who play;
and I do so in a way,
for burning eyes study in pairs.
Children of the rice field run away
to chase the dragons of dismay;
and i do so in a way,
for flaming sunsets draw near.
Winds of travel and salty seas,
a distant wanderers expertise
Mt. Fuji's sight, the sound of Ganges,
within one sip I arrive with ease.
In Light! In Cheer!
I am it! I am here!
I indulge the evening.
I indulge the evening
and watch the flickers
of the chocolate sky,
Sweet and smoldering,
the coming febrile sky;
as the night dims low
she sneaks through the window.
Shamelessly in standing ovation,
I greet the moon
still tasting of Earth
and her endless overtones.