Poetry – Spoken to the night sky

I want to live in a house planted among

The wild sunflowers twice my height

I want to watch them grow until you stand eye to eye 

with those buttered moons

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I want to stain my teeth yellow

if it means we get to drink all the tea we want

Hidden from the snow outside

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I want to twist off a clementine

Split between us

Leaving our fingers yellow and sweet.

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I want to read you stories as the stars begin their night

My words safe and warm

Like the blanket pulled to your chin.

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Only to wake up with the sun

To see you first
Bathed in a pool of golden light