Somewhen Between

I'm somewhen between

the veil and the day

the color of singing,

the cool sound of blue ~

Somewhere I lean

against breath of the sky

and touch the horizon

that curls into you ~

Sometime I gather

the scent of my dreaming

and fold up the night

in pockets of sand ~

Then sweep up the notions

that rain from the darkness,

tumbling like fire

to the palm of my hand ~