Aged Words I Revive for You

Poetry I wrote earlier in the year. Small pieces, some I've added to. They may seem amatuer. But they are my soul. And they are all for (you know who you are).



Can you hear me tapping on the floor?
Finding the cracks remind me rivers
I'm thinking of you
Thinking of me
And playing our song in my head
(The one without words)
That always brings rain



Still 15
In a land of lanes
Holding clammy hands
And stealing a first kiss
Planning our proximo lives
And swearing the existence of new dreams
Would you sneak out to me Tonight Tonight?
To where I wait like the farthest star
High above the uncaring moon
With rings of light dancing through my hair?
Oh lover
Will you float to my window
And make me laugh?
And give me daisies?
Or perhaps some hash?
And promises you'll never keep -
But I will -
In a locket -
Sewn to my heart.



You are my sun
My mirror
The source and receptor
Of my burning light
Your head is filled with frowns
(My fault alone)
But let me sail you into my Garden
Care for you
And speak to your soul
Helping you grow
Into the Sun God you
Already are in my eyes