when dreams become expectations

climb through

i was promised a piece of you

chewed up, skinny enough to fit down a plastic straw

now we've got needlepoint dreams

sweaters on the backs of rocking chairs

green garden yard for running feet

fantasy

when life is bigger than words

even though i imagine it

some moments

can feel the want of it in my bones

like fizzy irrational madness

hang up the hat on

the hook by the door

warm your feet by the fire

take a breath

one breath

touch my skin again

tell me it's not this

when it is

when it isn't

skin

flowering plant

symbiotic

too much sun

head on backwards

never

maybe

forever

promise

but promise for later