how are you today?
I've missed you a lot...
but I'm not the same
and neither are you
there are yellow flowers in my hair
and I'm a lion in the sun
spread bare in the warm
a textbook summer,
perfect and blue
eats at my eyes
and sears my skin
I'm stuck without you
once again
and even the night
can't break it down
enough for me to understand
I know how I feel
and I know that it doesn't make
a damn bit of difference.
2 comments:
I'm a friend of Lydia H's. She sent me a link. Your poems are beautiful and amazing. I don't have words to describe. They are more than wonderful.
Sorry if I sound like a creeper at all. I'm not, I swear.
you are hardly a creeper.
thank you so very much for what you said, I'm glad you like them(:
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