Yr Told Year

From Growtastic

Build houses with me

excite the whistling wind through your hair

be defined by what you brought

the heavy smile rests

Etch your name in the back of my hand

the heat precedes you

I’ll have something to look at through worn veins

it’s at least an end

I’ll lie in the grass with our breaths together

You’ll look into the brightness

anything in the daytime doesn’t survive

eyes fix on the specks surrounded in color

You curved around the star patterns and fell back down

I stayed in the soft edges