I think i might
sleep in this rain... .. .
...write some poetry
...fall in love.
i just might
smell the roses
and watch the grass grow;
kiss the bark on a tree
take away the layers and show you
what really matters
-------
want : you
take a walk with my soul
in.between the lines of Frost
or in the way of my smile, for
-------
want : you
take me just for a while?
to the gardens of your reality. .. .
the flowers, do they bloom there?
does the sun shine? or is it hidden
like an unrequitted love.
all too familiar
too, is this
poets’ breathing game.