[W]hite rose, wrapped gently in
[H]ours, Time stopped, Mankind &
[I] trapped in a clock, what
[T]ime is it Daddy? It's five past
[E]ternally, petal by petal, white
[R]ose decays, but our love,
[O]ur beautiful love is forever
[S]cented in the pollen of
[E]volution, ready to procreate, ready to bloom in an ocean of rose, pure and white, infinite paradise
Your feedback helps jackalice understand what's working
I can feel the world in my lungs. Breathe with me....
The day you choose to leave me it rained outside, In truth I swore the rain to be the tears in cupids eyes, I ran outside to feel the rain, and I stayed outside awhile, When the rain was done along...
Words are my toys, that bend and do not break. Like an unbreakable sword, double edged, give or take.
It quickens and it slows, In opposite directions, It teases and it taunts, And it plays with my affections.
There are those that do believe. That the stars represent our souls. Our lost ones looking over us. Watching how our lives unfold. But I believe the stars. Represent wishes held in our hearts.
I've hit the illusion Nothing else to say Like a dawn fusion Falling for the day. Write it in the skies Go on, embarrass me Tell the world your lies Caution love to be.
Slow burn. Worlds turn. And yet they stay. In their place today. Times change. And rearrange. Embrace the new. When they look for you. The old will seem. Like a fading dream. They hide, they guide.
Are words just words to you Or are they part of me. When I spill out my soul to you in print do I set you free.
I found God in the arc of a banana peel Released from my hand Pitched perfectly into the garbage bin on the kitchen floor.
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.