Snow

Do you think of me like snow
Cool, slippery, and white?
Do you think of me like jazz
As hip, as black, as night?

Do think of me like linen
Summer sheets on which
You sleep?
Do you think of me like ink
Skinny words you want to keep?

Do you think of me like fat
Irresistible as cream
On your lips, on your hips
Like chocolate, like a dream?

Oh, to be the moon!
The diamond you can't resist
The space between the stars
Do you think of me like this?

Do you think of me like crack
Illegally refined
Sunglasses for your eyes?
Do you think that love is blind?

 

 

Do you think of me like salt?
Do you taste me in your tears?
Do you thik of me like oil
Filthy rich, my dear?

I think of you like food
I think of you like wine
I shouldn't like my fingers
I'm drinking all the time

I think of you like paint
Flesh tones and pink
I think of you like rhyme
So much it makes me think
I'm mad about you

Do you think of me like sand
Warm, southern, and fine?
Take me with you in the dark
In secret, in your mind

Do you think of me like snow
School starting in the fall?
Do you think of me in spring?
Do you think of me at all?