Charming ghosts idly float in my brain <br />And smile as they twist around <br />All my poetic thoughts <br />Like a curving, foggy road. <br /> <br />My heart is not pure like a King James psalm, <br />But you can hear and see me weep to God <br />When the predawn streets are empty <br />Except for broken beer bottles and myself. <br /> <br />I’m a crazy coyote in love, and sometimes <br />Every girl looks as beautiful to me <br />As Joni Mitchell singing <br />Something lyrical, tenderly and sweetly. <br /> <br />Uriah, gaze into the face of God with praise, <br />Exquisite happiness is on the way, <br />Shortly you will kiss a delicate feminine wrist <br />Wearing a golden bracelet as a mystical amulet.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-beautiful-as-joni-mitchell/
