First Flight

Locked up in paradise
Spoon fed on home lies
Knocked up on honey and cheese
Bitter sweet rhetoric
Piles of tea
Leaves that fly and fall
Eyes that wink and maul
Souls of spring-a-ding-ding
Mimetic merry-making

Lemon curd
Strawberry sunrise
And zephyr doubts
Marmalade mornings
Restive shadows
And happy bouts

Give me your hand,
My Gabriel
Let me show you white brick
Paper planes
And crimson clouds