i am made of fairy-tales and sunshine and lightning and
sometimes the sticky residue that stains your fingertips
after eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
i am the sky and the rain and the grass growing green
between your toes in summertime, dewy with the dawn
of a new day and a new moon every month.
i am a smile and a laugh and a look and if you're lucky
i am also eye contact and finger contact and lip contact,
static electricity and magnetic compulsion but