By the power invested in me
by the United States of America...
Milky brown on my tounge
taste of heaven in my mouth...
With colors of pink and purple in swirls everyone...
You wouldnt think a wrapper could be as beautiful...
Opening the catch in my eye
announces any ideal for a dormant heart...
Painted smiles fit to smooth
and smother out your lies...
My hearts is rising,
all these blessings...
This was for a contest that said to make ordinary...
ode to straws...
Sticky gooey mess
sticking to my vest...
Hidden from the cruel common treachery
held in the deep dark side of the bright moon...
There stands that symbol of love
The blossoming dark bleeding rose...
Cut out the glass with your teeth
and keep the attraction clean...
Spring blowing through my hair
Rumble flowing from beneath me...