in my mind are
wonderfilled kingdoms
filled with colors
and trilling macaws
the sun is purple
the clouds are blue
the trees look red
and the sky is yellow
dipping my finger
into the palette of sea
painting your skin
indigo and green
tattooing your ankles
wrists and your neck
with tribal bands
of invisible ink
your smile so incredible
your aura enormous
I tickle your chest
dripping pomegranate
swirling the liquid
running down your waist
then lapping it down
when it reaches your face
then swim as the whales
and ride the backs of birds
gallop like the camels
and crawl the beaches as turtles
lets lay on our backs
and stare at the sky
dreaming of planets
light years gone by
don’t worry baby
nothings been stained
just felt like playing
with the finger paint
been to the crayola factory lately?
Passionately written.
Lisa
Love Tinka
Felix