ViNeS AtTaChEd
........ that moment of clash
you were fine, jus fine a vine
swooshing through the grass
with so much body and bass
life was great for a moment of grace
you were in your space
a wondering seed grow right beside you
turned into a bush like vine
u could not deny, the feeling was so strong n true
many stripes between you both
but u ignored the sign
you were in a trance
you could not believe you’ve even thought about a “one last chance”
you was twisted in a deception of romance
continuation could not be defined
the thorns and discoloration was done by the bush like vine
to be continued............
