blue and green lawnmower

Well, I could live in a dream house, with two tigers guarding the door and windows the size of a Roman bath where words don't get in the way. And I could live in a dream house, with a blue and green lawnmower and gold hidden in the floorboards where words don't get in the way. Do you remember the time before we met when I woke up from a nightmare for the third night in a row so I woke you up and we went for a walk in the streets spattered with moonlight through the trees? Well, I could live in a dream house, with chelations guarding the sky and leaves carpeting the floor where words don't get in the way.

someone who looks a lot like them

There's a boy (who looks a lot like I did) living with his father's disease and a girl who dreams at night of cancer because she thinks it will make her beautiful. And they're both just sitting and waiting for someone who looks a lot like them. And they hug each other a little and listen for ghosts in the other room. There's a song they sing to each other that neither one can remember, so they stay exactly where we left them, watching ghosts swirl around their room.

rose of sharon

I want to be your rose of sharon, your white and rising dove. I want to be your morning light, your evening's final shadow. I want to be your cup of wine, your honey, and your fruit and I am waiting on the vine to be your rose of sharon. I want to be your rose of sharon, your song so low and sweet, the white and perfect flower you never cease to sing. __________________________________________

(In case you're wondering, the biggest book you'll never read is the book of unknown connections.)