Flowever wild

I wanted the world
for her
I wanted her
so bad
I brought flowers
She smiled and cried
so sad
You shouln’t have
She said
And here’s why
She claimed

Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She said
Feed you eyes
Inhale and grow
your own beauty

Walk the field
while they grow
Sing along the way
Breed sun and wind
under your skin
Dance with them all

Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She sang
Inhale and go

Blunt

A jackpot of tea party

The best job offer

For a stolen poem

The first steps of a first born

The tears after the fall

For a stolen poem

The courage to dance blind

The fishermen’s patience

For a stolen poem

Any body parts

Plus a bouquet of irises

For a stolen poem

A unifying theorem that works

The remains of dismantled quarks

For a stolen poem

Our blunt lover’s seeds

In our open palms

For a stolen poem