You face the window I face the door back to back not speaking hardly touching no loving arms to say goodnight no loving lips to greet the morning the only thing we do together is sleep
Your blue eyes saw only sunflowers painted smoky shades of living truth frail petals fallen from your artists hand lay upon the canvas when sanity became a foreign land what we failed to understand you had a lust for life it's true we never saw it eating you
Those who the sea shall take will be flowers wave borne blossoms petals of memory do not wither as do blooms on land we think of them each rolling tide that gently kisses sand
Take the long road walk in the woods feel the grace of trees consider each winding turn bees hum plainsong in the heather drowsy as the passing day do not wave make the final corner close your eyes and rest
Once afraid I turned my coat from the world wore it inside out and hid away showed the lining dull and grey I did not want the world to see that rainbow coloured other me
Melting sun flows red to gold blushing gushing pink on crimson purpled crows no leafy waving trees or clouds of white to tame its spare and radiant glory winter sunrise tells a very different story