Please wrap me up
in an audio cocoon;
warm my silken threads
by the morning light
as I hear 10 versions
of “Good Morning”
jamming from my
new Skullcandy headphones,
or soothe me to sleep
at midnight;
Cover me
with a dozen curling branches
that sing 10 versions
of “I love you”
as I gently rock
in the tree.
My new wings are still wet
but you can still
hear me sing away—
my chosen lullabies
are tinged with Soul
as my voice
grows into
a deeper chocolate