the rose and the apple
Saturday, August 31, 2013
You say the tree
belongs to you, but it stays while
you're the one to leave.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Mom, what does the crow
mean when he caws? Not sure, Dear,
you'd have to ask him.
You, my heart, don't tease
me any longer. Tell me
what I want to hear.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
The winds are weird and
whispering in my ear.
I feel like goodbyes.
I thought it was a
ghost I didn't know, but it
was the ghost from home.
I was outside in
the dark with him and then the
ghost followed me home.
I'm so excited,
my sweet, to spend the rest of
my life loving you.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
I
got
the
blues
daddio
but
the
pink
yellow
and
green
sparkly
kind
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
I miss that little
library in the desert
with the arch doorway.
Let the mood take you,
let the music move you and let
the love change you.
I saw you in that
car, looking like you do, and
my heart skipped a beat.
Don't forget it takes
two to Tango, 'cause she ain't
dancin' by herself.
Monday, August 26, 2013
When my cubs are low
I cuddle them to my breast.
Pet their precious heads.
The blood is boiling,
the muscles tightening, the
skies are turning red.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Today my heart aches
and not much can soothe it, but
the passing of time.
Autumn reminds me
it's coming and I am sad
for summer's passing.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
I'm going to fly.
It'll look like singing and dancing.
Then I'll be gone.
There's infinite
amounts of love in you. Let it be art
and reach the world.
Friday, August 23, 2013
I've been searching for
the words for days, but they're wrapped
up in my hot skin.
The sun soaked leaves in
water that later fills me
with love of the earth.
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