castles in the air

What’s most fantastical almost always goes unrecorded and unsorted. Take spring. Take today. Take dancing dreamlike; coffee your night, creameries your dream factories. Take walking as a dream, the dearest, sincerest means of conveyance: a dance. Take leave of the notion that this nation’s or any other’s earth can still be the same earth our ancestors walked. Chemistry strains to connect our hemispheres. The right and left sidelines our brain forms in the rain this new world braves - acid jazz. The timeless taste her tongue leaves in your mouth, stirred with unmeasured sugars, greens the day the way sweet sunlight oxygenates, ignites all nights, all daytimes, and you - this jumps. Sheer voltage leaps, but nothing keeps or stays. Sequence your afternoon as dance. Drink spring. Holding her hard against you, picture the screenplay. Take time to remember to get her spells together. Up jumps the goddess gratified, and up jumped spring.