“How is it that you’re so strong?”
A laugh escapes my lips
dancing like a wisp
A hundred eyes watch me
a thousand hands reach
I wish I was a dandelion
blown into an invisible draft
free to run, to fly
a soaring bird, never ever
putting a foot down onto the lush,
A stroll by the sidewalk
in the cold
A pinch in my sides
in my feet
“Involuntary muscle contraction”
that’s what it feels like to be
A painful squeeze in my chest
and my heart freezes
If this was meant for me
does it hurt so much?
It was always
hard to pin you down
like a needle in a haystack.
With your arms
outstretched to the sky,
my world inevitably, fell
with the force of gravity, with a blink
Like the rolling waves
you washed ashore
like a torrent of droplets on yellow brown leaves
Dragging fragments back into the deep blue
disappeared like dust blown into spring’s breeze
and laid to rest in the deep sea.
Like the night swallows the day,
your light corrodes my heart.
It withers like the pages of an ancient novel,
your touch scattering
a field of dandelions in the chilly black.
White cotton falls from the sky
I chase after them with pale fingers
Like tall grass dancing in the wind.
They rest on my hand like the tears of summer,
And like you,
Disappear with the gentleness of a passing breeze
Of dried red autum leaves
leaving no trace but that on my heart.
I wish I was a cloud
Drifting to you whenever
I would take the form of rain
And comfort you by caressing your cheeks
I would block the rays
From your peace as you smile in your sleep
I would fill the empty glass
With my tears to quench your thirst
And when you look at me and frown
I would disappear as mist
As the orange blossom of the setting sun.