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

-- Erren Geraud Kelly