Current Of Pink Leather Air

The sunroof

allows

the breeze

to mold into

a tornado

of thoughts

as

Pink cherry

blossom

petals

fall

through

the opening.

Floating 

with their

own agenda. 

Dove-like

pink petals

lay 

on 

jet black

leather

as the wind

sings

in the background.

I let the 

dance of 

beauty 

featuring 

life and death

sit on 

my shoulder,

then the words

float out of

my flushed 

lips. 

Living my third 

life I squeeze

my heart

and lungs

as the letters

fly up 

and out 

of the sunroof. 

Liberation

materialized

on this

last 

day of 

March,

on a 

current 

of pink leather

air.