it’s sweet i think it’s heaven
is it
where you lay is wreathed in bells
and bells and bells all swing
over our ears, sing sweet as flakes
sink in the drift
is it
clinging to our knees
is it
leaking on the tiles
is it
striketones on the chest
is it
pitched so you can hear?
is it
a carillon of bruises
is it
blooming blue and pink?
is it
cotton candy in your eyes
it’s
sweet i think
we lull
enraptured
tandem hearts and halos thrum
a tune that trembles on your lips:
is it what you wanted is it
heaven underfoot it’s sweet i think
is it