You will breathe.
You will take a breather.
You will finally dance,
My child,
Like you always did,
You will sing your vocal cords,
Allowing them to roam wild,
free, careless in the textures
of the woven plains,
The lined valleys,
the waves that perpetuated
and the smell of the fresh cut daisies,
you tore to save the day,
My little one,
you will cry one day,
not of hurt but of laughter,
of joy and eternal serenity,
you will feel the happiness,
drenched in lilac, in sunny rain,
you were only seventeen,
my love,
to dumb to love,
to stupid to fall,
only susceptible to hurt,
the pain that perpetuated,
and the past of before,
you were full of light,
the salt of the earth,
the sprinkle of glitter
and the dabble of wet paintbrushes,
you were a whole work of art,
a masterpiece, unrefined,
undone
My child you will alas breathe
Like you once did before,
Before the corruption,
Before the hurt arose,
You will breathe my child,
like the way,
you once did before.
YOU ARE READING
SHITTY LOVE SONNETS / flashpoetry
PoesíaIt was only in the chaos, I was able to cultivate my wings and alas, take flight. ------------------------ flash, emotive poetry - words of mine, to all the boys I've loved before, but also to myself. started : summer 2019
