Sun on fragrant hands

My hands pick up the sunlight and roll it into marbles. The shimmering rainbow sleeps behind my eyelashes.

My hands collect sunshine
put in glass bottle
until the day you open the lid
a sparkling corner of the room

Your hands are warmed by the sun
lull the seed to sleep
tomorrow the tree will wake up
bright yellow flowers on the porch

My hand draws the sun
fluttering brush stroke
hear from the small chest
have a fragrant summer

Sun on fragrant hands
go to sleep
under the curtain
morning horizons...

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