The Nights of Honeysuckles

Go back to the grassy shimmered place with a peach colored mist and flattened bubble gum. 
Go back to  nights alight with honeysuckles,
Go back to awaken with a robin's nest and two blue eggs in the poplar trees.
Go back to the grasshopper path with stickers
 and bare feet and horny toads and mud. 
Go back into a summer evening, with a cricket  and an arching cigarette, flicked by a silent smoker on a porch. 
Come back with green and gold and clear red under underpinnings. 
Come back with a small ball of open sky to play with.