beauty
I Wish I Could Forget
StandardI wish I could forget your name,
Wash your memory from my brain
Drown every moment shared,
Comb your existence from my hair.
I wish I could just forget you
Truth is, I don’t really want to.
Japanese Maple
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“Late Autumn Japanese Maple” – Mill Valley, California – Ed Callaert – As featured on PhotoBotos
Oh, Japanese Maple
Through your twisted branches I see
Thin rays of sun
Pouring down on me.
You reach up
And out with your spiraled arms
Your trunk thick and sturdy
Rooted in my yard.
Oh, Japanese Maple
The beauty you spread
With your pink hair
Dancing in the wind.
Your leaves,
How they sway back and forth
Like a pendulum
In tune with the beat of my heart.
Oh, Japanese Maple
The breaths you take
You swallow them whole
As your blossoms fly away, away!
Oh, Japanese Maple
The memories you bring
Of the times that have passed by
Sense you were just a seed.
Medusa
StandardI am like Medusa
And I’ll turn you into stone
If you look straight into these eyes
Into this soul.
Breath-Taking
StandardRed rose petals
falling
falling
As she reached for her book
sinking
sinking
She waded in the river
not caring
not caring
To get wet.
Her delicate fingers
reaching
reaching
For rim soaked pages.
Tears
streaming
streaming
Down her flushed cheeks.
Her black hair
skimming
skimming
The water, waist deep…
She was breath-taking.
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Too Good To Be True
StandardThere is no way you are real
Everything you say and feel
Is too good to be true
Just who exactly made you?
There must be a zipper on your bare back
Gears behind your eyelids
Where do you hold your battery pack?
Or do you have to plug into an outlet?
Is there some kind of chip they equipped you with?
Are all your memories fabricated?
There is no way you are real
Everything you say and feel
Is too good be true
Just who exactly made you?
