So sweet You meet my eyes so trustingly Clear, green, completely Guileless Calm smile, smooth skin that Emphasizes your slightly Pointed cheekbones. If you were a flower, you'd be an orchid If you were a poem, it would probably be a Cummings If you were a song, pick a light indie tune The floral pattern … Continue reading I remember your face
Turned up towards the sun pushed to the side by the wind in competition with everything in their vicinity forever reaching upward and outward. Break off the stem, and you've got some invisible green blood pouring where gravity pulls it. Tear it from it's lifesource and hear microscopic despair emanating from the scalloped edges. Interlacing … Continue reading Leaves, Plants, Awareness.