that new spring shine confused by the light
shine
sidewalks singing and aware of every footfall
shine
birds birth and honey bee wings covered in
fresh
mustard
powder
shine
I am on the edge, spring's awakening
laying across the lap
watching black eyes
shine
shining to the last drink
shining to the lost bus
shining to
everyone is mine
shine
and the goddess hits the ground running
she chases it with a smile
dancing
wishing for another glistening minute
in the heart shine
and every morning will be new for a while
in the
city of new
spit shine
shine.
