| |
Colorado
To taste you crisp, cold on my tongue.
Sweet against my cheeks.
Sun licking my skin.
Feet light as air.
Brain without a care-
Walking fast to nowhere.
To see you again
Where mountains blanketed me.
Somewhere no one knew.
Hear the crackle of the orange sparks.
Bump the hills losing track.
Dark with only fire-light…
I see you there.
|