You have a way
Of creeping into
My dirt brown thoughts
With innocent persistence
You wind yourself
Around fixed installations
You put down
Your roots between
Those that are mine
Forever entwined
Into the landscape
Of my mind
Then, a flower
Unfolds its petals
Unexpected and nice
And I think
I can live with you
Beautiful ****
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
You have a way
Of creeping into
My dirt brown thoughts
With innocent persistence
You wind yourself
Around fixed installations
You put down
Your roots between
Those that are mine
Forever entwined
Into the landscape
Of my mind
Then, a flower
Unfolds its petals
Unexpected and nice
And I think
I can live with you
Beautiful ****
Ahhh, it feels nice to post my first...
