When I look into
the still blue
that is
your eyes
I see desire
burning like a blue fire
beneath that
thick skull
fertile pink soil grows
flowers
thoughts that are blooming
colored by emotion
yellow, happy, dandelions
fill the knoll
but over yonder
there is a dark side
blackened with angst
for these thoughts
follow the sun
you don’t deserve
a single one
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
When I look into
the still blue
that is
your eyes
I see desire
burning like a blue fire
beneath that
thick skull
fertile pink soil grows
flowers
thoughts that are blooming
colored by emotion
yellow, happy, dandelions
fill the knoll
but over yonder
there is a dark side
blackened with angst
for these thoughts
follow the sun
you don’t deserve
a single one
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