a thunder of thoughts and momentum
that rolls out like aluminum foil
under peanut butter cookies
i know i am driving this
to this poem
that will arrive at your door
and live up to your expectations
it will dance like a kiss
on your dance floor
it will be pleasure
and sport, it will be fun
it will be like the softness
of your voice, at the end of the day
and it will be magic, because
it is expected and yet enchanting
i am bringing this to you because
i am on a path to your happiness
but i am writing this because
i woke up this morning
in wonder