A Little Drink Of You

I drank from her smile
an intoxicating courage
this slim bottle of hope
sweet syrup dripping
from a cruel world
but I remembered everything
that I had learned -
so I kept walking
pass the talking
and all the expanding
consciousness…..
of limitations -
until I seen myself
and who I am
a fearless understanding
at the end -
so I smiled in kind
as I walked on by
and here I am today
watching clouds
and wisps of rain
to find a splash of blue
when nothing else matters
at the end of day
but a little drink….
of you.