kiss the sky-

-written in 2001 & rediscovered in that old box in the garage

Sometimes I just wish I could kiss the sky.

Make it light up with my fingertips & throw the paint of my soul across the horizon.

That would do it.

Yes, that would show the world that I am alive & bring it all in close to me.

I want to feel large & washed over by life

I want to feel the grains of eternity falling through my fingers

I want to breath in & out the timeless rushing sigh of creation

I want to be a baby's first steps,

first laugh,

first waking,

I want to taste salt on my lips from a day wasted away at the beach,

forever.

I want to laugh at the crystals forming on my lovers eyelashes & run fingers through tousled curls.

I want to know that it is eternity that stretches out from yesterday, all under the gaze of the moon.

I just wish I could kiss the sky & its blush washed sunset.