what if the opposite is true
what if we try something we think we can’t do
what if sentiment blows the mind
what if what’s hidden we finally find
say hello to substance goodbye to void
discard a play-thing no longer a toy
rumble reason – quondam to know
sweet sensibilities from long ago
stumble upon desire at dawn
and leave doom behind like a thunderous storm
spring happy impressions and dance through the night
with sunshine your friend – the wind flying a kite
what if a weep from a willow at will
finds sentiment blowing – her branches stronger until…
sensualism 