Brite Spot
You will be an antigravity burst of energy,
rolled into a green-eyed freckled universe.
I will be the solar system born of gas and dust.
Your arms will be rainbow colored,
like the gossamer wings
of a beautiful dragonfly.
I will be the air you fly through.
Leaving a wake in your heart.
When your hair will smell of the earth
that nurtures sweet strawberries,
I will be the cloud that waters them.
If you will walk away,
I will become the hands
holding you tight.
If you break,
I will become the artery, vein,
bone, and skin
that mends you back.
When you fade away,
I will become the pigment
that colors you back in
my life.
-For C.C.-