#lazysunday
If I speak my mind
I unleash my inner thoughts
You must promise not to get angry
If I do not
I cease to be myself
You are content
If I speak up
I unleash the demons that whisper to our thoughts
You must learn to silent yours
If I do not
I cease to understand you
You fail to connect my mind
(now read it bottom-up/replace ‘you’ with ‘I’)
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
ah, love. singing.
weaving through peace lilies
a single swan's head
craning, not yet in bloom
I'm pruning and
you
roll your hands over
keys
soft and sad
the TV mummers
low, dancing along with
laughs emanating from
soft cotton yarn, balled
up and around our raven fawn
warm slats of sun
wander in from the window
and the music
and the shears
and the mummers
and giggling peels
create the song
love intends to hear.
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 10:12 AM UTC