My shitty poetry diary

Heart and brain

I long to fly through the sky.
To dream in the clouds,
Free and fulfilled.

However I desire to stay grounded.
To promenade through the dewy morning grass with you,
Swim in rivers of rain,
Lay in the lavender with my beloved

I'll ponder my muck of thoughts,
Lay in the mud, forgoing a beautiful serendipity.
Tossing and turning in the polychromatic aurora.
Always torn between my heart and my brain.