Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Green Light Girl

Always go-go-go.
Shakes my sensibility
Got only one speed
On... fire
On... life
On... love
Heart so big
she fills any room
with her smile
her name draped
on her shoulders.
Midas daughter
she makes gold
from everything she touches
and she touches my heart
and it blazes to life
and she weaves
a magic carpet
from everyday life
and she lets me ride it
and for hours and hours
we soar
together.

by Henry Sosnowski


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