she was a whirling merry-go-round
shooting through outer space like an
intergalactic firework
he was a grey pond where
no life could be sustained
she floated when she walked like a
snowflake in a gentle breeze
he called her tinkerbell
she turned all she touched to love
setting fire to fear and
sprouting hope through the
salt-and-pepper piles of ash
he needed her like a
flower needs a bee
she brought goldfish to his grey pond
and lily pads
and cat tails
and shades of color
warm and cold
planting and painting a plentiful
landscape
he now had this
entire ecosystem
inside of him
living and breathing
growing
she stole his heart
to replace it with a
habitat for love and art
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 3:15 AM UTC
she was a whirling merry-go-round
shooting through outer space like an
intergalactic firework
he was a grey pond where
no life could be sustained
she floated when she walked like a
snowflake in a gentle breeze
he called her tinkerbell
she turned all she touched to love
setting fire to fear and
sprouting hope through the
salt-and-pepper piles of ash
he needed her like a
flower needs a bee
she brought goldfish to his grey pond
and lily pads
and cat tails
and shades of color
warm and cold
planting and painting a plentiful
landscape
he now had this
entire ecosystem
inside of him
living and breathing
growing
she stole his heart
to replace it with a
habitat for love and art
