My lover’s so far away again flashing through a bike ride down lonely lanes, streets, shrubs, paths… The clouds are heavy, and the skies are bleak again I can feel each cell thrive and shrivel in my body I just want to be naked and sprawl on the great green grass; get kissed by theContinue reading “Whatever he is”
You and I are butterflies; you love her; the trees, the mountains, the air, the grass, the leaves, the flowers I love him; the trees, the mountains, the air, the grass, the leaves, the flowers Sometimes we cross paths And love each other
We roll, over meadows and grassy mixture, among weeds and loose earth, on rich soil and grainy sand, pebbles and twigs, mulch and mud, pavement and dust We roll, tumbling down arching land, fumbling in grit and lush, caught in thistles and thorns, freed in the fragrance of grassy air Teased by floral wafts, eyesContinue reading “We roll”
Laying on nature’s floor, breathing in fresh air, feeling the pollinated breeze over my face, being next to the green plants and trees, accompanied by bugs and bees Letting time pass by, fast or slow, with the fluctuating clouds above I don’t care. This is my meaning of life.
Today I sat there thinking I’m 18 years old and looking at the sky. I was lying on the grass with a book, but hell, I can never concentrate. The winds gushed, the clouds darkened, a wimpy little thunder growled, and I felt happy. 2002/08/12
Atop the green grassy hill during summertime, away from the shady trees below, behind the warehouse, against that warm tin wall, There lies a safe spot. Your open arms. The silence of your smile, The content in your eyes, the stillness in your seat. Embracing you my body sighs a massive wave of relief Clasped underneathContinue reading “Safe”
Like a spore in a barren land you thrived like wildfire, and I’m left with the green grass of you, you, and you.