Woke up to gray skies, drizzle and wet cement
These mornings I wish I could be a plant
Soak up the night deep into my cellular structure
Actually having my thirst sated
Instead of haunting these quiet hours
With the tenacity of a hungry jaguar
Slinking through shadows
Blending in with the stars
They leave their shimmer on my shoulders
Unfortunately it is no fairy dust
I'd have to jump to fly
*Not just believe