SOHO ~ Ice Cream

ICE CREAM The sun in Soho melts the ice creams of all that pass by, It melts the smiles on all their faces, It melts the ice in their coffee, It melts the sound from all the instruments of a street choir roaring melodies of this city. The sun's dust gathers in piles, All the clouds in the sky floated like puffs of ice at sea, And the icebergs at sea like mirrors reflected, As you and I saw in eachother the earth like shattered glass that floats on the surface of this life. Lillies in a pond of consciousness, we float too as the sun shares its presence with us, For what eclipses, what shines off the ice that's glinting; Some hope of a portal into paradise. The garden where we reside, Is that through the iris perceive, The true flowers from the weeds. Strawberries on the vine ~ give all your beauty unto me, As we lay basking in the sun beneath, Our fingers dripping wet with ice cream.