For Sarah (Random Noodle for Kit & Caboodle v01)

"It's like the fingers
of the wind," I said
like a cloud
sailing the invisible
currents of sky,
"running their tips
over your scalp
and through the roots
of your hair"
on the couch with your dogs
after a bottle of Italian wine
spackles of sunshine
green tobiko, spicy tuna and
slow easy kisses