Settle kettle
of metal
and steam
Pour out
your clouds
as I pour
this cream

Here the day
tilts one way
or the other
as it begins
in another
half frown
half grin

Deep the dark
bittersweet
searching eyes
inside of me
looking close
like a ghost
settling in

I see the breeze
touch down
I hear this
familiar sound
and I reach
to breach
the dream

standing on
formality
and secretly
watching the sky
to find
your precipitous
airship eyes