Icecreamgirl Poem by alexandre arnau

joyous basket
of summer brown curls
tumbling butterflies
from midnight worlds
hands chasing spring
to hold to fast
dancing new words
like a daydream blast
eyes whispering:
'love you dad'
even on my worst days
where she drives me mad


mocha vanilla
frosty swirl
my sundae best
ice cream girl
i give you a promise
with a cherry on top
and an eyelash prayer
to seal it shut:
i will always
sing you truths
when you sleep
in fits fear
and be there
to hold you
to remind you
i am here