Mind if I play pretend?
What if it was you and me
on a breezy hill
overlooking nothing but grass
grass
grass waving to the wind
like waves that never crash
would you sit beside me
and stare at it
be silent
comfortable enough
in each others' thoughts?
I would watch you
from the corner of my eye
and you would be
smiling
(I always have you smiling in my mind)
your perfect bangs ruined
tousled
yet beautiful.
I'd watch your magic eyes
flashing
shining
bright.
boy with the old poet's soul.
looking at the same field
yet you'd see it better
than I
you will capture the parts that contain the unexplainable
and hold it
in your heavenly rucksack
while all I have are
eyes bending the light,
making sense of the colors.
your mouth will not open
you do not tell me what you see
but you free what you've trapped
in your poetry
and there do you give
you to me.
Nov 7, 2011
Nov 7, 2011 at 4:36 AM UTC
Mind if I play pretend?
What if it was you and me
on a breezy hill
overlooking nothing but grass
grass
grass waving to the wind
like waves that never crash
would you sit beside me
and stare at it
be silent
comfortable enough
in each others' thoughts?
I would watch you
from the corner of my eye
and you would be
smiling
(I always have you smiling in my mind)
your perfect bangs ruined
tousled
yet beautiful.
I'd watch your magic eyes
flashing
shining
bright.
boy with the old poet's soul.
looking at the same field
yet you'd see it better
than I
you will capture the parts that contain the unexplainable
and hold it
in your heavenly rucksack
while all I have are
eyes bending the light,
making sense of the colors.
your mouth will not open
you do not tell me what you see
but you free what you've trapped
in your poetry
and there do you give
you to me.
I hope you do not mind my posting this...:)
