Beyond The Glass

Blooms

Standing just waiting to see the garden new, 

Saying from what far I knew, 

Not caring about my background noise, 

It's pathetic to be an imposter in a case, 

Watering my blooms as your daughters, 

Residing my cadence on a piano, 

Wearing glasses to amplify your soul, 

Getting close to a refrain then a lottery started,  

Being a little flower for a while, 

Then your water could invade me for posterity, 

Oh my god, a decease glitched, a noise banded, 

A lullaby played after your chapter happened, 

 When my blood wrinkled, I saw a father in glasses, 

Warmth, a place where I can look in the mirror, 

I was eager to be covered by a murmur, 

All the mornings, all the cigarettes, all the poems,

They happened with flowers blooming.