like the sunshine

little green thing on my purple thermal, not interested in the salvation of the parsley just in the synthetic pathway it is travelling. a little marvel of the fluro universe. how can something so green be a grasshopper and not a highlighter. i love you little thing. my ex would have told me that i use that word too much, devalue it, but my grasshopper doesnt mind so much. i can love what i want. fleeting, walking a slow retreat on stripes. pushed out to parsley. but a miniature reminder of love, little and beautiful and green.

i shall remember you hoppy.