gaia_lenox

I want to pour myself into 
watering cans 

and then dump them over every 
dandelion I see 

Mama once said that 
dandelions were misplaced flowers 

Today I saw a boy 
Standing in an ocean of people 

I thought he was the most 
beautiful person I had ever seen 

In an old fashion way 
in the way a house has windows 

obvious 

I am staring at a boy 

He does not feel like home 
But I wish he did so bad 

Because I can feel him building a home inside me, 
settling in and redecorating 

but I can't stop thinking

I dreamt I was falling
into a puddle of sand 

You were there 

We laughed and our noses filled up 
until we could barely breathe 

and then we laughed some more

 

Last night I fell asleep listening to the 
rain hit my window 

the wind blew so hard 
that the house tipped over 
and I slept on the walls 

the heavy drops shattered the glass panes