Lucy i see you when i star into the broken glass
your sharp colors takes me within the waves of...
I spent the past year trying to rewrite
you into my life...
You smell of poetry again.
The world has grinded to...
I watched you -
a heart of bereft love...
She put on a mask
realizing her old self...
Your mind is a stack of all sorts of things
When you are asked you always have a ready answer...
Our secret remained hidden for so long
But everything ruined when humans came along...
Suddenly,
I have this itching...
Right there
garden unfurls itself...
I thought you were my feeble
knees...
I come back
to the little girl on a swing...
The sun up high does shine too bright
upon a daffodil in sight...