Find me in between your poems
and in the strokes of your paintings.
Find me in the dark woods
and in the trees I carved your name in.
Find me hiding beneath your wings
and whispering things I never should have said.
Find me walking along bridges
staring up at the sky that's turning red.
The day closes, darkness falls over.
On the pavement I sit as the night gets colder.

Breathe me in,
collide with my mind,
Open your senses,
for it's clarity you will find.

Petunias like damsels,
in crimson dresses from afar.
Dancing to the wind,
hoping to be right where you are.

Silhouettes of trees
as dark as my little dreams,
Waist deep thoughts,
scattered and bursting at the seams.