I want to wallpaper
your heart my heart
with verse
spinning
Rumpelstiltskin
gold
threading Maryland
Chicago Charlotte
St. Petersburg in a dream made real
by teachers holding court near the ocean
ghosts of boardwalks
dappled in stories
of cotton candy popcorn
Taylor Pork Roll
what news shall we find
in the print of tumbleweeds fallen
from wire trash cans
your pen mine
teleport
cosmic connect
vulcan mind meld
I bow down
in gratitude
to you
for waking my muse
this Saturday morning