Dressed in a bouquet of white And draped in a feathery boa, She sits and sulks in silent. Quietly she sways On the gleaming water’s edge
Deep roots push through the earth Tearing old soil Spreading wide Searching for moisture Its life fuel
My heart is tangled In a state of confusion Is love what I think? Is it what I feel? My head spins
She looks up at the moon. Though it is far away, The glowing orb looks closer than… The gentle glow of the stars Gives the earth below a dim cast.
On top the counter Within a cage The dearest songbird sat Perked and quiet Without a sound
As quiet as a whisper And as sudden as time Just as thorns upon a flower Are as sneaky as a crime A never-knowing anticipation
And I stop. A river perfected by breaks aloft… Depthless; passing fragments. And so the cascades fall, Saving my desire that any can main…
Weakly, I twist and I turn The handle. Pushing with all my might Against the heavy wooden door. Knocking and shouting,
Out of sight Out of mind, they say. But they who say it Must not have been in love And lived with distance.
I gave you my key to the spare. The room had just been finished, And made new. Red painted walls, Furniture all fixed and furnished.
Hellos are sacred. They can be the first of many, and The continuation of more to come. Hold tight to those hellos. Hold them close to you, and
They breathe, But are they truly living? Little muscle, Stretched skin tight against the b… Their hips protrude,
Golden and cheerful, His beak reflects the sun. Chirping and singing, All for his loved one. He sings the day away.
My heart beats for you. My mind yearns for you. I want to walk by your side. My hand longs to be entwined with… My lips wish for the sweet kiss yo…
Full and whole as the moon Strong as the river current Dainty as the lace petals of Quee… My love for you becomes a part of… You bring me closer to the surface…