I will paint a sky
of stars in our room
away
from burdening lights,
fill the road
with laughter
even as
the sun sets behind
a shadowy treeline
The city across the lake
will stay quiet
as ripples
make their way to shore
lather the sand beneath our feet
wiggle our toes
close our eyes
look up
and taste
the scent of manna
everyday for the first time.
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC
I will paint a sky
of stars in our room
away
from burdening lights,
fill the road
with laughter
even as
the sun sets behind
a shadowy treeline
The city across the lake
will stay quiet
as ripples
make their way to shore
lather the sand beneath our feet
wiggle our toes
close our eyes
look up
and taste
the scent of manna
everyday for the first time.
