This Haiku: Doors

This is just a dream
And you and I the dreamers
And our tale, dreamy

Green

Tea of the perfect persuasion
The wayward garden
The midnight sky
How I’d swim there
Were my arms long enough

Where are our manners
We came without permission
Shall we go or stay

You reach and dig deep
You overcome obstacles
You find flowers there
Student Art Credit: Miriam

All the hers you hold
With hearts hurting or torn out
You tell them their worth

The courageous hand

We musn’t take for granted

And how it guides us

Nothing? Don’t say it.
It’s everything, this, your breath.
Courage and fear merged.

The Marvel of you
Truer than Superman blue
Free as Flash green ought

If this be the last

You will know I gave my all

All my heart to you

You are
I am
This is

The place my mind goes
The way that you know it will
The mess made by two captains with perfect arms