You

Do you know how many times I’ve cried over you?
How many times I’ve wished you would just… disappear
Pick a number any number, that’s how many times I think of you a day.
But your smile makes that all melt away.
My definition of perfect is you.
As soon as I see you my day is made, the sun seems to shine brighter, the flowers seem to bloom.
Who are you?




Guess.

You

A Figure

A figure
Clutches a book
Filled with questions
What is created
At the end of the river?
Two fish
One of purple, one of blue
Last or first of the sun's glow

What is beyond
That speckled rock
In the river?
Snow melts, creating rooms
In the watery prism
Last or first of the moon's glow
Trickle of poison green water

Snow melts, creating rooms
In the watery cube that holds our treasures
The bird observes
Everything above the sun
Trickle of poison pink water
Tap, tap, spark, spark

The squerrel observes
Everything from below the trees
Two fish
One of sound, one of taste
Tap, tap, spark, spark
A figure
Clutches a book
Filled with answers.