To be as careless
as a cloud...
From the day we met
you stopped my breath short...
I gave to them a single rose, which they didnt...
And once upon their hand it turned the darkest...
I don't do it.
Sheepish little grins lit upon the ceiling...
Ever flowing, ever changing,
I am the wind...
We walk into the forest
not far just a few feet...
I'm not cute.....I'm beautiful
I'm not smart....I'm brilliant...
COMPLICATED,
A LIVING HELL...
I find that I am burdened,
by a weight that goes unseen...
Skin dried worse than
autumn covered leaves...
Carefree life they lead with a smile
Hiding mischievous thought in their eyes...
Down the road lays a never
Ending chaotic destructive path...