1/2 of my life 

the best human i know
he gives me this feeling
i sure
can't describe
that starts in my toes
makes me shake my nose

it rattles my soul
gives fire to coal
turns rain into snow


gibran has fingers
that speak and
eyes

that can paint-

the sweet colors,
the pinks,

into the moon rise
unbutton that sweater
take a second to think
and wear those socks
FOR IT'S PAST FIVE O CLOCK