Snowflake

Ride down

the hot lane

to the city of 

destiny

and rock

the old 

coffee pot.

I took my 

true love girl

to the control tower

windowpane 

and showed her

moving picture romance

on mountain goat heel

majesty.

I see you talk

and talk 

and talk.

I say you

like to put

yourself on

over coats

of jackets

and coats

of paint.

What do you 

want when

all you do 

is want?

The sky

above the 

clouds 

is filled with 

snowflakes,

each one 

just like you,

and you

and you.