Reid@YWP

Flowing river,

downstream

feeding the grass

making it ever so green

lilypad soaked in the substance 

making it a deep

brown

The breeze is a different hue, 

of the color,

The dumbest jokes you would think,

Make her happiness fill to the brink.

Dumb songs, words and jokes,

Are still enough to make her choke.

She is creative, and smart,

She has a good taste of art.

may, 
nearly beginning of summer

to celebrate, I wear fishnet tights with stars and moons,
a NASA t-shirt,
and a moon necklace

new season of summer, fast approaching

This summer I will sleep in.

This summer I will enjoy the sunshine.

This summer I will enjoy the rain.

This summer I will listen to the sounds of thunder.

i will meet you on the soiled floor with splintered knees and pointless pinkie promises, bearing the gruesome girth of your loveless little lies / forever fighting to quench my thirst, but your roots will always remain sodden / they say