I admire how you let your feet dangle in the air.
On front of the entire world, a burning mess.
You show us, teach us.
Inspiration.
Saplings trick the sky when they outgrow the elder.
Slow and sly, then sudden spurt.
I really feel like making love, but I can't.
Not quite now.
I will sing, when I'm through hiding.
Then, some sparks can touch me too.
I'll fall to your lavender smile
and feel as planted as show yourself to be.
for N.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 5:21 PM UTC
I admire how you let your feet dangle in the air.
On front of the entire world, a burning mess.
You show us, teach us.
Inspiration.
Saplings trick the sky when they outgrow the elder.
Slow and sly, then sudden spurt.
I really feel like making love, but I can't.
Not quite now.
I will sing, when I'm through hiding.
Then, some sparks can touch me too.
I'll fall to your lavender smile
and feel as planted as show yourself to be.
for N.
