Cream and Cake

   Some people love cakes with frosting and some don't. I personally think frosting makes cakes pretty. When you can have icing then why do without? How lovely it is to smooth snow white cream over dark moist chocolate. The contrast is startlingly delicious. How I love thick decadent chocolate ribbons scattered over the top of a cake. For all those things pretty and delicious. For those who love frosting. 
   I was really stressed out and tired today. But then again there are prettier things to focus on. Life is gorgeous and I am happy.
    I was missing my niece, my mother, my brother and my sister a lot today. I remembered the day my family and I drove around with our little angel fast asleep in her mother's arms. As my brother drove, the song "While you were sleeping," by Elvis Perkins played in the background. We all knew the song was meant for Nonu. We all were happy. Life could not get any better.

While you were sleeping

the babies grew

the stars shined and the shadows moved

time flew, the phone rang

there was a silence when the kitchen sang

its songs competed like kids for space

we stared for hours in our maker's face

they gave us picks

said go mine the sun

and gold and come back when you're done

while you were sleeping

you tossed, you turned

you rolled your eyes as the world burned

the heavens fell, the earth quaked

i thought you must be, but you weren't awake

no, you were sleeping

you ignored the sun

you grew your power garden

for your little ones

and you found brides for them on christmas eve

they hung young cain from the adam trees

and danced

while you were sleeping

I tossed and I turned

till I closed my eyes

but the future burned

through the planet turned a hair gray

as i relived the day

while you were sleeping

the money died

machines were harmless and the earth sighed

through the wind you slept sound

and gravity caught my love around

the ocean rose, sang about decay

while witches flew

and the mermaids stayed

full of dreams, you overslept

and keeping with quiet, through the walls i crept

i walked on tiptoe, sent darkness swirling over all the kitchen in the early morning

i'll never catch up to you

who sleeps so sound

my arms are useless

my heart beats too loud to go to sleep

my mind's too crowded

while you were sleeping

the time changed

all your things were rearranged

your vampire mirrors face to face

they saw forever out into space

and found you dreaming in black and white

while it rained in all the colors of the night

I watched the tv

memories

championships

vanished to sea

could it be, my honey between you and me

so I waited for the riddled sky

to dissolve again by sunrise

and i've made a death suit for life

for my father's ill widowed wife

did you have that strangest dream before you woke

cos in your gown you had the butterfly stroke

did it escape you like some half told joke?

when you reached for your plume of smoke