Delta

From up here

The cities are
a circuit board
the factories,
just thimbles,
and life
      is
      pinch-able

Pure
Thick
Cream
erupts from
fields of mesh
into
   white    whipped   cloud    oceans

Subtle
lavender layers,
with a glittery ear
undulate over

birthmark ponds,
river scribbles,
freckled
wrinkle-hills

Proportions warping from
Me to Wonder.
As my  3 x 5 world
rockets glimpses
of You.