Clouds of coffee and steel part with a blush,
red sky voices the universe’s secrets,
ghosts of stardust, born in brilliant dazzle,
lingering, exploring time,
~and all the ifs~
dance on a green breeze’s laugh
letting you picture the possibilities–
a corduroy heart can be patched,
a world of blue horses wakes. Listen.
Another collaborative Puente with the Oracle, though most of the words came from her, and she clearly likes color.