# 243 (Wishes)

Wishes, blown across the sky, sprouting wings,

taking flight like dandelion seeds.

I soften the shell of my heart

letting in the light and all those silky shadows

the curtains torn, the Spring sun melting away

the faint memory of Winter so it can retreat

and grow spikes in the heart of Summer.

Basking in the sweet scents of early bloomers

I find my love sneezing in an armchair

with curtains drawn, writing wishes

in the dark.


© Matthias Geh, 4th April 2018

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