Our Thoughts

Our thoughts

could fill the space,

Our imagination
add the paisley patterns
and the marble counters.
Our hearts pushed
open the doors,
and spread out like
a lazy morning stretch.
Covering the open spaces
and the lonely crevices.
What it would be like–
we dreamed.
No thought was
unachievable no
notion unreachable.
So we stretched our
arms up high
and our fingers
a little higher.
In that moment,
I wanted to tell you
every dream I ever had.
Instead, I told you
“turn here and look
out for a big yellow one.”

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