i'd like to lay down in a meadow
and feel the evening dew dampen my back
I want to hear the chatter of the katydids
and watch a ladybug tiptoe on my fingernail
i'd look at the stars overhead,
shining like little gypsums and cosmic agates,
and i'd say to them, 'how i've longed to see you'
i'd reach out to the tall grass,
the wildflowers framing my vision,
and my hands would memorize
the feel of ...