sunshine hitchhiker.

i want to write about love 

because the world right now 

is bleak and grey - 

and you, 

high noon sunshine,

beam between the clouds 

your smile

hitchhiked its way 

across the sky to greet me

i wanted to write this for you. 

i’m really not much of a love poet - 

but you make it easy. 

your green thumb 

planted daffodils, and tulips,

and orchids, and pansies 

right outside the window of my heart

because you knew that 

i value when things stay alive nowadays. 

i could write about how your eyes

are chocolate pools

that are rich enough to make Willy Wonka jealous.

i could write about 

when you kiss me,

i get a glimpse of the rest of my life.

i decided to write about sunshine

and love

at a time where everything is grey.

but now i look up,

and i could’ve sworn 

the room has gotten a little lighter now.