We were a diverse people, and we took all our bets.Star pieces and irregularly breaking mineralsLiving for glass notes from bell towers and the momentbefore ice turns to water.We were a diverse people, our blood always told the truth.All in all the time. If I have a king I bet fifty. All the time.
Don’t you da
re talk about our parents like that. You know,I sold my entire kingdom for a smile like that.Only you knowOnly god knows.This family has no scientific meritBut it lets us knowWhich are the true butterfliesAnd which are notWhich ones are just pulling your leg, having a good time. The ones we can forget about.But the ones that we forget about and forget to see we forget how to seeThey laugh and they laugh and it rains harder and harder, spilling like my mind,Like the wings I hear.
I don’t like you I like your wings.
All momogrammed vanilla milk and prismatic silk.walk across frosted grass
Don’t try to figure this out or anything
Crunch instead on sleepy dreams
And crisp delicately the hopes of children who don’t know any better (and don’t want to)
What point it there to be grateful if it was all going to happen anways?
I don’t know what else to be so ill just be thankful
Im very thankful that I met you on my roadThis is a love poem for everyone ive ever met and it is everyone ive ever meThis is a lovepoem for godAnd it is god
That’s what r
umi told mewilliam wordsworth tooAnd yes mewithoutyou