Ragamuffin Ramblings.

I want to hear Jazz with my eyes closed, 

and dig my toes into the coloured grains of sand, dancing.

I want to climb to the Summit and yell and sleep under the stars.

I want to laugh my head off and play marbles and 

sleep in and eat croissants in bed with butter and Nutella

and spill coffee and wear lace and trip holding your hand

because I am listening so closely.