I was in the cold and rain, but still thinking of sunshine smile I can still see the sun-
there are roses in your mouth that color the grey corners and drop petals into my ears-
they whisper of love and other beautiful things, so that I look into the depths to find
what I never knew existed beneath the flat stones of brown.
I can still remain dry-
beneath an umbrella of tears, beneath a roof of sorrow, when I feel the touch of your warm hand-
kitten kisses on my palms, a brush of your rough cheek against my pale chest-
I have captured sorrow in a blue vase, I leave it on the shelf, I leave it on its own now-
ready to walk away and search for new flowers, maybe pink or lilac-
they bloom above my fears.
KittyChewy · Fri Apr 03, 2009 @ 10:09pm · 0 Comments |