Poem 17

let’s leap, my dear
even to a derelict house
let’s leap
and get wrapped and wrapped
in our quirky grace
knees covered with a blanket
of silvery bees
let’s leap, my dear, let’s leap
throw caution to fire
prudence to salt
be trailblazers, take the risk of dare
my gift to you
is of no understanding
one, two, three steps,
let’s leap
and if you’re my change, be it