We could, you know!
Once more
trip as we did.
To that place
our place.
Where smiles fall from the curls of our corners
as slow motion tickles of delight.
Of stories, sweet as sticky taffy
that taste of far off.
Spices and lingers that whet our whistles.
Let’s spin our globe.
Follow our dreams.
Precious little our wares.
We could, you know…