empty and wilted, dead
you planted a garden
in my lungs
breathed sycamore and
cedar trees
promised a love like the
ocean breeze,
a little reckless but
t’was complete
your summer breeze cascades
over me,
as I am light under
fragile wings
still you water me, so
I am filled
daisies grew to be ten
feet tall
tulips rose and quickened
my fall
once naive, just a dream
ended up
becoming so vivid
and so real
ah! i thought i had it!
what a shame!
and then you left and all
the flowers,
once gleaming with passion,
searched for your
strong arms to hinge on but
they came out
empty and wilted, dead
in my lungs
breathed sycamore and
cedar trees
promised a love like the
ocean breeze,
a little reckless but
t’was complete
your summer breeze cascades
over me,
as I am light under
fragile wings
still you water me, so
I am filled
daisies grew to be ten
feet tall
tulips rose and quickened
my fall
once naive, just a dream
ended up
becoming so vivid
and so real
ah! i thought i had it!
what a shame!
and then you left and all
the flowers,
once gleaming with passion,
searched for your
strong arms to hinge on but
they came out
empty and wilted, dead