Bubblegum Sky

A Poem by ragtack

The grass is green
the flowers are growing
as spring reaches out
to touch the soul

It's a bubblegum morning
the cinnamon float's
casting its beauty
upon the air

Chocolate kisses
Insane
are everywhere
filling filling

Once did I dare
those eyes
consuming

Now a tear passes
from my own

No more
to kiss your lips
no more

For you are playing
with the Angels today
far past
the end of
our sea