you just might make me believe


what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.



..and never letting go.
9:29:00 AM
Saturday, May 06, 2006
bop to the top



Today you grasped
the stars as
they were slipping off
the edge of my horizon
and shook them back
into the sky


-Fire Roses
Cynthia Fuller

honesty is the best policy