What I Love About...

Tucson

Summer shower

puddles soak torn pavement

I walk.

Falling into faded moonlight

Cloudy curtains draw.

Scatter an ever drifting light,

The pitter patter twinkle of my forgotten starshine.

I used to wish on stars

Reflected in my eyes no more.

Dusk stream in the morning sun,

wasted time fall over me.

Blow away this dripping doubt

Latch on to speeding cars.

Flutter the black and yellow butterflies

my way;

I was born to fly.






(Picture: by me on U of A campus)