In a Jar

Bottled sand

With honey in the sky

Oozing in the distance

With the sun

Setting on the horizon-

What a sight.

Tip the bottle


And watch the

Sand, sea, sun

Tumble out in waves.


Eyes as green as

The hungry grass

That sways from the rhythm

Of the summer breeze.


Long hair flowing

And sometimes peeking out

From ever-conscious ears.


A look of curiosity

Plays on her face

And kisses her nose

As she almost smirks.


Green eyes peering

At green eyes that belong to me.

We are different,

But we are one.