pass the cream

i thought maybe i could
put some words down on the page
and make it beautiful.

it was crisp inside when i woke up,
my toes dancing across the floor
putting on a scarf.

everything in perfect rhythm
celestial timing has to bring us together
i tell myself as i sip my tea,
palms rubbing goosebumps
heart tireless in beating.

i thought maybe if i wrote you
created you in letters-
clever syntax and syllables

you would appear before me,
place a kiss on my forehead
and ask me to pass the cream.