I Wish I Could Poem by Mark Heathcote

I wish I could leave my skin and bones
lay like a cumulus cloud over you
not to rain or dull but just-to-shade
the burning gold sunrays over you.

I wish I could tremble in the fire of your hair
not the keeper of an amber locket
not the prison gate of a canal lock
but more like a dragonfly in courtship.

I wish I could lay back totally ravished
covered in lilac wands of kissing pollen
and play like a stray cottontail kitten
dancing in the dew foiled moon smitten.

I wish I could leave my skin and bones
I wish I could tremble in the fire of your hair
I wish I could lay back totally ravished.
Baby, I swear. Baby, I swear. I swear.