Feel My Feet

 I will go where my feet take meI want to do what I feeldon't tell me what that istell me a story insteadtell me about that time you washed her feet in the sandand said you knew why people worshippedstones and idols and bowed to each other in Japan I want you to wash my hairin the hot steamy waterI want you to smell my essencein the suds of lavender shampoolet's eat honey and sit under a maple treelet's sit near the river and set our lives on fire how will we live, will we live like water?how should I say life has been?a punishment or a gift...we are sitting in the windnature watches ustrees have a mind of their owncan they see our tiny beauty?or do they hate us for our faces?  Would you recognize your auraif it passed you by in the street?what color is the air around you?they say the grass is greenerI'll walk all over it to feel my feetthere is a mystery in every dead leafa song, a story about defeat Let's swing on a hammockand the let the flowers beleave them alone so they can reachthe wind and become a scentwhen darkness covers the daywill they still smell sweet? you said you can play the saxophoneand I told you I know how to be naked under a treeyou play music in the backgroundI will sing quietly as if there is no one in the skyI will pretend I understand soundand you play the chords as if life depends on itbirds fly over our bodies until we can barely stand it nina