Why were you smiling
as you turned
my blue sky
white cloud mind
into a thunderstorm?
Was it funny when you created dust
out of my porcelain love?
Did you enjoy
sprinting over the twigs
that were my bones,
crunching them into the open, dried out pinecones
that I opened for you?
Of course you were smiling.
I allowed it.
I relinquished my tight grip of the tattered ropes
that held you to me.
I let your untamed soul run free,
setting fires wherever you traveled.
I still love that smile.
That smile that pierces my zip-loc bag of a spirit
and lets the contents sprawl across the floor.
You won't pick up the mess.
That's okay.
I let you set fires that decimate entire cities
just so I can see that intoxicating smile.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC
Why were you smiling
as you turned
my blue sky
white cloud mind
into a thunderstorm?
Was it funny when you created dust
out of my porcelain love?
Did you enjoy
sprinting over the twigs
that were my bones,
crunching them into the open, dried out pinecones
that I opened for you?
Of course you were smiling.
I allowed it.
I relinquished my tight grip of the tattered ropes
that held you to me.
I let your untamed soul run free,
setting fires wherever you traveled.
I still love that smile.
That smile that pierces my zip-loc bag of a spirit
and lets the contents sprawl across the floor.
You won't pick up the mess.
That's okay.
I let you set fires that decimate entire cities
just so I can see that intoxicating smile.
