We tried catching
Fireflies in midsummer,
Betrayed the first time — the joke is on me.Fate hates liars like you.The gate swings shut.
Rain this afternoon,
This all startedSimple and kind,But the noose wasAlready around your heart
Printed words last beyondEmotions spoken in time,Writers live twice as weWalk at dusk and meetOur unspeakable memories.
I am paralyzed by this feeling,Teeth clamping down on myHeart, fresh blood for theTongue that traces theOutline of our time
I hear the voices nowOf all those that held me dear,But the one who cared the mostRoars like a bansheeMutilating…
She loves flowers,
Bright colors,
What will happen if I try to touch her?
You were a butterfly,Resting on a daisyCradled by spring winds,Flexing new wings.
