dandelion.

“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
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,
plentiful earth.

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A stroll by the sidewalk
in the cold
afternoon sun

A pinch in my sides
in my feet
it hurts.

Involuntary muscle contraction
that’s what it feels like to be
with you

A painful squeeze in my chest
and my heart freezes
hot ice

If this was meant for me
why
does it hurt so much?

 

Paper plane

It was always
hard to pin you down

Your footsteps
like a needle in a haystack.

With your arms
outstretched to the sky,

my world inevitably, fell
into yours

with the force of gravity, with a blink
of seasons.

Slumber

Like the rolling waves
you washed ashore
You laugh
like a torrent of droplets on yellow brown leaves

Dragging fragments back into the deep blue
           My fragments–

disappeared like dust blown into spring’s breeze
Scattered
and laid to rest in the deep sea.

 

 

Who

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.

Like snow

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 wish I was a cloud

Drifting to you whenever

Wherever

 

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.