Ghost dads embedded in your skin
Driving just to move around, incarcerated by whim
Lavender fur
Maple - like the tree
Sprouted from rotten roots, now filled with honeybees
Scones in the oven, flowers balanced on the table
Deer-like eyes, turning people into jumper-cables
Story-teller, coffee-seller, spider-webber, desert-dweller
It won't be sweltering forever
A mouth full of rose petals
A pomegranate tree
Balconies, beat-up toes, and quick apologies
Highway speeder, heavy reader, random bleeder, timid eater
The cold air will taste sweeter
Figures in the alley, a bed without a frame
Liar for a father, a match spitting a flame
Purple writer, sticker lighter, lip-skin biter, cig-ignitor
Distant sun seems brighter
A mouth full of rose petals
A pomegranate tree
Balconies, beat-up toes, and quick apologies
Water-sign, crooked spine, wind-chime, night sky divine
We are wealthy with time