September 23rd, 2019
poems
The Field of You
He dulls her colors like the clouds
In a dark sky
Somehow there’s something
Pulling her into his disguise
She spends her free time giving in
To the ghost on the side
Nature pulls them together with fear in its eyes
There will always be something
That I love about him I don’t know why
No matter how hard I try
I can’t run from the ocean in his emotional tides
