Just for today

let me be

a roaming purr hunting 

through a nest of buttery softness

incited only by the idea of being

bitten by something 

acidic and confectionary

to sweeten the petition

on my lips:

 

May words bloom flowers

May a honeyed tenor lull the afternoon

May Baldwin preach artistry

May Nina know how it feels to be free

May Billie’s summer fruit be forever familiar and sweet

May dreams come true

 

Let this silk robe

this porch-side paradise be all there is 

as unknown insects quiver in the noontide

 

Let the dense milky clouds break 

spilling golden yolk

beautifully over all of it

 

Just for today

Let me be