Please Scoop

 

Please Scoop

May i scoop your sunset please?
No you may not, with what?

A spoon, here it is
But this is cold steel, it will not do

Then let me gather your soil
With what?

My fingers, they are warm
But your nails, how unclean

Then i revert to the spoon, coat it with moss
Where will you get it?

From you, from sunrise, strong like honey
I never knew there is within me

You leak you see, and your eyes are closed
I'm too busy dreaming i suppose

Here, taste your own, there is a certain unity
It tastes like blue tea

I am in love with your simile
Your spoon, please scoop