Dumas

…I get stuck in driftwood in the rivers of our universe
someday you’ll see my face again
dream and dream and dream and dream again …

(Not my words. It’s just too beautiful.)

Dandelions

I equate dandelions with wishes.
It’s an old saying.
The way I believe in 11:11’s, wishing stars or fallen lashes.
And if I have all these magic to make things work, I will gather them tightly today.

I rarely hold on to something but last August was kind of amazing.
And how I wish, this year, I can say the same thing.