May 2014
Could I be the blossom tree
Or the daisy, or sunflower.
To lie in that light,
To see the eyes devour.
Or could I be the dying ****
Beneath those feet,
Reluctantly.
Could I be-
What could I be?
We'll have to wait and see.
Or the daisy, or sunflower.
To lie in that light,
To see the eyes devour.
Or could I be the dying ****
Beneath those feet,
Reluctantly.
Could I be-
What could I be?
We'll have to wait and see.
I haven't written in a while and thought I'd try a new style of poetry
