SUMMER SPOKE SOFT WORDS
TO MEAND YOUR MIND
SQUEEZE OUR LOVE OUT OF ME
TO CREATE PURPLE BURGUNDY POISON
THAT DRIPS FROM MY LIPS
AS MY EARS SEE
AND MY EYES HEAR
AND MY HANDS SING MELODIES
MY MOUTH CANNOT FORM
ALL FOR YOU
DARLING THIS IS ALL FOR YOU
EVERYTHING I DO
IT'S SO BAD
AND IT'S TO THE POINT WHERE
YOU DON'T EVEN
REMIND ME OF ANYTHING ANYMORE
BUT INSTEAD
EVERYTHING REMINDS ME OF YOU
AND I HEAR IT WHEN YOU BREATHE
AND FEEL IT WHEN YOU LEAVE
AND I LOVE
EVERY
MOMENT
OF
FEELING
FOREST GREEN
YOU ARE READING
THE OCEAN MIXED WITH OUTER SPACE AND SMOKE
Poetryyou smell like my old neighbor's lemon tree used to in the latest part of spring and it would linger throughout summer, just as you did ©2017
