Fairy Fact

Somewhere
Honey and cream drip from tree limbs
And rain drops explode into tufts of steam as they descend upon shoulder blades.
The sun bakes brows and collar bones like cornbread in cast iron...
Melon and curry tickle the horizon while
Salt water tap dances on skin like Friday nights at a juke joint in Chicago.
Sea foam greets the shoreline like lovers do...
And they exist under tilting palm branches and coconut trees that sway.
Mangoes and macadamia nuts fancy pallets...
Grains of sand that have been sheltered by their seclusion crawl heavenward, clinging to calf muscles just to get a peek of mist from water falls getting frisky with the apples of his and her cheeks...
A cool breeze from soothing ocean waters whisper bedtime stories like willows,
In an effort to make the sun a little less resentful come bedtime.
She and he sit limb locked and leg bound
Like freedom post self discovery.
And they,
They dwell.
And find protection through exposure
And love at midnight
Somewhere.