Ukelele
She was a tall woman
With a little
Guitar
The song she sang
Was god’s breath
And it lingered
Through the day like
A fragrance, like
Wild strawberries
Like jasmine
Her voice felt like waters
Finally erupting from a
Rock
It felt like a cameo
The song felt like lace
Against my hands
The titian-haired girl
Played a melody given
From god
And with her breath
Gave dream
to the day