my little
blue heart
aches

it can’t speak

has feelings
but no words

to express them

so I take a walk
into a dark field

and lie down

surrounded by
yellow petals

I fell asleep in
the land of

the sunflower
and pray for

some of their
brightness

to leak into
my little blue

heart

silly boy
silly girl

those borders
are artificial

designed for
someone else

for some long
ago purpose

they don’t
belong to us

we are natural
our mother

made us free

we can walk
together

where ever
we want

look at the
land

do you see
any lines

she exposed
herself so

many times
singing her

pains and pleasures
helping you

to feel your own
helping you come

to come to terms
with yourself

it is her body
leave her out

of your mean words

she already
exposed her

most important parts
so many times

she still lives
in me
she is impossible
to eradicate or
                       ****
she is a brain
   tattoo
she is inter
  twined
     a ****
         a vine
her traces
are such
she cannot
be traced
a slight
  sight
     sound
        feeling
            touch
gives her life
    in me
       an ember
           a spark
I cannot
live without

you always
preferred windows

to mirrors
they were more

reflective to you
the outside

spoke to you
in ways you

could never
speak to yourself

I think we
speak too much

or maybe just
too fast

there is no space
for listening

we hear our
own thoughts

a billion bees
buzzing in

our ears

I think we
speak too much

there is no space
for understanding

to form

we met each other

in an age
of distance

our hearts leaped

and our limbs were
made of dreams

thin but strong
we did not resist

the wind or
the times

we extended
ourselves

as far as we
were allowed

and shadow
danced

our first dance
waiting for the

wind or the times
to change