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
that balloons were gifts to the moon
I don't mind
she smiles down on me
when my eyes are open after the lights go out
urging me to sit on the floor
with a thousand different colors
and trace everything I remember about your eyes
onto crumpled newspaper
before burning it with matches
and sprinkling the ashes over the blueberry bushes
last night you kissed me
while my head laid heavy on my pillow
you held me and made me remember
every planet in our solar system
I woke up
with a heart made of silver coins
your hair is made of
lily pads and spider webs
my eyes are full of the ocean
and a thousand pages of words
stuffed into different envelopes
yours are open
staring at rain beyond the window
at the girl with her hair tied in knots
my hair is made of corn silk
and wind
you feel like warm sunrays
like falling asleep holding my breath
watering cans
and then dump them over every
dandelion I see
Mama once said that
dandelions were misplaced flowers
that balloons were gifts to the moon
I don't mind
she smiles down on me
when my eyes are open after the lights go out
urging me to sit on the floor
with a thousand different colors
and trace everything I remember about your eyes
onto crumpled newspaper
before burning it with matches
and sprinkling the ashes over the blueberry bushes
last night you kissed me
while my head laid heavy on my pillow
you held me and made me remember
every planet in our solar system
I woke up
with a heart made of silver coins
your hair is made of
lily pads and spider webs
my eyes are full of the ocean
and a thousand pages of words
stuffed into different envelopes
yours are open
staring at rain beyond the window
at the girl with her hair tied in knots
my hair is made of corn silk
and wind
you feel like warm sunrays
like falling asleep holding my breath
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