messy wisdom

I wish for you sandy kisses
and laughter roaring with the sea
a little lobster-tinted skin
from the warm grains of time 
and the salt air you were meant to breathe 

I wish for you snowy alpine visions
and chilled cherry-colored noses 
slowly awakened in sparkling scenery
and the crackling warmth of a hearth
radiating the tenderness you were made to know

I wish for you foggy morning walks
and drinking you in like pumpkin chai
a revolutionary book under heavy covers
stirred by the senescence of the leaves and
a million new yous fated to come alive

I wish for you bouquets of blooming tulips
and interlaced fingers in the gentle rain
late nights lit with clicking lightning bugs 
and the early songbird's soft melody 
under the sunrises you were destined to contain

I wish for a lifetime of second seasons, 
and a reflection of you in it all.