Color me a paper boat

Wish i could draw a you,
and then me, 
fill us like picture cards.
like, in a pre-school sketch book

the yellows slip out of sunflowers

and greens, from hill tops, reach the skies
you see crows, colorless, flowing in a distant past
clouds , sun and rain peep down
to us, on a sail.

deep blue sea

dusk, wind and waves
shoulders, fingers, us. 


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