Flowers and Trees
Catching the wind with a cup of her handCooling the night buzz with sweet inspiration
A touch of enough to send her over the top
This isn't enough, this is so heavy
Bring it to the table and lay it down hard
She is suffering from too much of nothing
Her frown lines will wrinkle and smile forever fade
Just another tired woman with her eyes to the ground
All her intricate details, undiscovered, untouched
Search for a slight of hope before it's too late
Because she buried all chance
A second too soon
And under the darkness and scars
She will find the blockades and stop signs
The netting and locked doors
The questions and frustration
And finally she will discover
The innocent, the new
The fresh, the blatent
The tender and limitless
And in outer space like fashion
She slowly floats away
To a new oddesey
A breathtaking sunrise
A rainbow before the rain
She never knew those exsisted
It is slow and pronounced
And from a speckled horizon
She sees moment after moment
And in person after person
From the golden to the red
She finds love after love
She holds it all in the section
A clipping from a page
Posted on her previous dump site
Her garbage and distress
After it has melted and frayed
It rips and tears til nothing is to be seen
Except her love for the great wide open
Flowers and Trees.
posted by Unknown @ 12:59 AM
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