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Revelon


Hello world.
I have been waiting 
to hear you say my name


to hear you tickle my change
and turn it into bills
that sprinkle down into the pockets of my mind
of my vision 
like sugar so sweet 
I've been waiting for 
you to melt at my touch
wet with excitement 
for the treasure that you hold 
in the power of your finger tips
I lick my finger for the taste 
of serendipity for the 
taste of quiet rain
that falls from the sky 
clouded with memory 
I check my watch because 
I know it is time
for the time of mine
I can not waste a dime
on negativity I have too
much to obtain
to much to proclaim
and you to explain
Hello World
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