Running Through Spring
Yes you....I am thinking of you what else would it be? It is spring again, my favorite season but not my favorite time The flowers are blooming the maple is finally green I yearned for this time all the chemistry is tuned but the mind is still restless The maple shouldn't have gone green she looked the most alluring just like your delicate existence 'out of sight, out of mind' you dwelled in mine with your absence your prudence that crushed a dream though kept the warmth alive it kept me alive The maple shouldn't have gone green the fire orange, crowned the chocolate grey trunk with a portentously gloomy setting heralding that darkness can be charming and neat just like you you will never be mine I have no picture of the maple, but her reflection is beaming in my eyes just like the idea of you is engraved in my running florescence Thank you for giving me something to long for you are too sensible and I am too fearful & running through spring so I can see the m