Amber liquid wetting winecups to the stem

Spilling drops to glisten on the earth like little gems

That myself mistook so foolishly when i stopped to steal a drink

of the liquid amber melting in my eyes, in my hands, and on my lips



Earthy blankets full of golden lint and thread

I see the children play as I am on my way again

To another place; I'm sorry to say that we

Blurred the picket fence

Still the children play, they wrap themselves in the middle

To sip sunlight and drink innocence



Hey today

Beauty is my healer

Hey today

I'm gonna steal her