you came into my life to make my attachment
to feel alive and not fall into it
I'm sorry, how lucky I am, how talented and
that I respect and poetry, music and
the namesake illuminates who
feels it balances them to whom
I drop my flowers to hunt my
colored fruits I see my flowers fall
my flowers so that my fruits come out of
color I see my flower fall from my flora
just as clarity needs
shadow the personal processes of your
existential doubt seafaring port in
mountain my arm now my wings are made
pen extends long I don't need to
almost nothing If you see me cry
shut up, shut up and yelled at me
Yeah your baby and I don't want to be seen
in my flowers to marry my fruits
I see my flowers fall in colors
my flowers so that my fruits come out of
so that my colored fruits come out