I told you about my soul today and
I thought it was very funny because if
you replace one
Letter to becomes soil and I
think that's wonderful.
What's wonderful? You ask. Well the
Of being interconnected with
everything, the thought
Having your words woven
Into my roots is sublime.
There is lemonade on the rickety
Fences you finally started to paint with
Anger in every stroke. I pick up
the cans and throw them in the air.
The year is 2011 and I finally have found you,
And it is simply glorious. The reds of your hair
Combined with the brown dirt on your hands...
Paint finally falls down
next to our intertwined fingers.
We are both the same yet...
The year is 2011 and I finally have lost you,
And it is simply unsettling. The shadows of your pillow
Keep me awake at night with my howling heart.
Different since we wear different
Shoes to different jobs. But our
Differences make me the happiest
I've ever been. You're the one who can
Stand painting stupid fences and put me to
I do not own the photo.