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Trust Reynold Apr 2019
You are my equation but I care not to solve you
You are my frustration but I see not a solution
You are my bad habit but I care not to break you
You are my universe but I choose not to investigate
Your mystery
She kisses me
I'll ask no more questions
Trust Reynold Apr 2019
My eyes skim only the surface of a beauty run deep

This world an oasis that I am dying of thirst to perceive

The sun rises only moments before the stars arrive to take over its shift

It is an exchange like no other  

The lives of billions rest on the hope they will never abandon this kinship

If the world all at once took in a deep breath

What would be left?

Well I would gift my air to the trees

And the birds that stood patiently beneath

They are more of this world than I

And far more deserving

While the rest of the world turned blue

From holding within the sky and the moon

I would have already released the truth

That it is the tree that remains once we have all passed


Therefore it is the tree I can trust to create beauty that lasts
Trust Reynold Apr 2019
If I grew wings tomorrow

I would wait outside your door

I would tell you all the things that I never could before

The wings are wings of courage see

I'm still not able to fly

But it wouldn’t matter because maybe you'd tell me… so do I

I couldn’t take you to the sky but I could try to bring it to you

So while you slept I would start to glue cotton clouds to rise within your view

I'd stick some golden stars up there while your dreams had just begun

And I'd hang an orange from a string to play the setting sun

Lastly I'd make a cardboard cut out of a dark cloud about to pour

I'd stay behind it until I knew you were waking up for sure

And when you opened your eyes I'd pop up from behind

Just to remind you that you can still smile on those days you’d rather hide

If I grew wings tomorrow

I'd wish that you would too

And with our wings together we might be able to rise up an inch or two

What does it matter if we can never reach the height of birds

If in our minds when we're together it's already occurred

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