You have a blue sky mouth <br />my cloud breath savors it <br />settling deep into your ocean lungs <br />to feel it rising up and up like tiny boats <br />and float directly into my red hot furnace mouth. <br /> <br />I can feel your flowers bloom <br />seconds after I had planted them <br />deep into my loam. <br />You are the river running <br />down to my ocean deep <br />again <br />and <br />again. <br /> <br />My Earth <br />smiles <br />and I sip <br />sweetly of your <br />juices <br />as does the humming bird <br />my heart beating 250 times a second.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sky-blue-4/
