a wedding.
forever.
blackberries from the vine that stain my fingers bright.
the forest of my childhood.
eternal warmth.
to swim. submerged in water and surrounded by warm flowing silk and near-weightlessness.
milk straight from the cow.
to lie naked in the sun on a beach listening.
to lie alone.
to lie with a friend who understands and loves me.
the answers to my questions.
the universe to show itself right when i need it.
the riff in that song to last forever.
to fly.
an orgasm for my sake.
kentucky summer rains. pouring like a bucket all violent and full of thunder and lightning and warm and laughter and my tshirt sticks to me and it tastes sweet like the creek in berea.
trees to keep fall leaves.
to find seashells.
magic.
a friend for forever.
my best dreams to be real.
to live in them and never wake up.
my mother to be happy and free.
everyone to understand and be happy.
every breath to smell taste feel remember like in berea when i was a kid and moss grew spectacular on stones and we catch frogs at night with flashlights and buckets.
innocence.
a clear head. a light heart.
to hug someone and make them feel what i feel.
to know what you are thinking.
to let it go.
to be fearless.
to be free.
to love you and be able to love me at the same time.
to love.
