king of the green bananas
dipping your seeds into dirt.
Take the flourish of my mind wanderings
fling them into the fields of imagination
and i will see the cascading waterfalls
follow us and swallow us in winged whispers
while dust billows like dandelion wishes
and time settles all around us
Feel the breathing color surge through the landscape
The wind rushing from the pursed lips of clouds,
running through the hair of trees.
You can leave,
but never separate
don't give up