Sky Blue
You have a blue sky mouth
my cloud breath savors it
settling deep into your ocean lungs
to feel it rising up and up like tiny boats
and float directly into my red hot furnace mouth.
I can feel your flowers bloom
seconds after I had planted them
deep into my loam.
You are the river running
down to my ocean deep
again
and
again.
My Earth
smiles
and I sip
sweetly of your
juices
as does the humming bird
my heart beating 250 times a second.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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