I heard a little something about you
it seemed as though you could not be happy
by your side, we'll contemplate like they do
when everyone else is grasping from the sun in a field of blossomed sunflowers
it left a solemn seed of wonder - why're you feeling blue?
Tell me, how do you do?
I only ask as the pitiful expression you hold suggests the world may be dull
too empty for you, who touches the delicate fern with the suns hand, and Pluto too
what could your being yearn for to everlastingly warm your soul?
Unhinged memories from way back when
cannot help but deter the plunge formed in my head
would it be wise to suggest my weariness of a similar thought we share?
perhaps if I were to bathe in the darkness, bathe in your scent
perhaps if I were to break away from there...
The greatest sorcerer may battle an unworthy opponent in an act of pity
but if I were to hold you the way the sun holds the earth, rain would pour from my soul lenses
I can only find myself wandering upon you when you need it most, out of the deafening city
Yesterday is all but a mirage, concluded, and withered into our memories now
today is but is not the same, flickered implications, I cannot understand how
its impact is not one of mistake, no doubled over dandelion or ill prepared cake
one day it may give, but the next it will swiftly take
Is it so that one may understand my intent?
there is no more to see, only a social construct followed by you and me
its vacant color landed colorless, and its decent into valleys rose
the only certainly certain implication is being here with you was meant to be
May maybe some time away, but nevertheless
may tomorrow bring you a satisfactory smile in the hope that todays injustice is served
the incoherent problem of overthinking did not deter you from being so bright
a delicate hand on your curled, are you filled with joy on this very night?
perhaps the company was not beneficial for me alone
but I come and I go, the wind is my home
but the wind will always follow you around
you best believe I'll be here, dancing quietly for you now
The greatest sorcerer may battle an unworthy opponent in an act of pity
but if I were to hold you the way the sun holds the earth, rain would pour from my soul lenses
I can only find myself wandering upon you when you need it most, out of the deafening city
Because something clicked, something was determined that day in my mind
something about this comforts my travelling vessel
because something flicked, something was determined that night in my mind
something about this makes me believe this could lead to some golden road
I heard a little something about you
it seemed as though you could not be happy
by your side, we'll contemplate like they do
that decorative seed bloomed - I'm much less blue when I'm with you.
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This was interesting.. I based it off of an old poem I had written and modified it greatly into what it is you see here, which took quite some time, but I'm much happier with it. This is the first piece of my poetry you're seeing here, though my poetry does vary in styles and forms rather dramatically. Nevertheless, I hope that you enjoyed this piece :)
Until next time ^-^
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