If life were a garden................
Mine would be lush and green,
Filled with roses of remembrance,
Snapdragons for my children,
Deep within a cell of my own making,
The door remains unlocked -
I have but to open it;
What is it about society
That resents authority?
There needs to be structure
Or chaos would rule;
I should have seen the signs -
Your need to control all things
Your ego running rampant
You're such an important figure
How perfectly they stand aligned
In geometric form designed
To please the eye, but not the mind -
So many side by side;
How exactly did this happen?
You come to me after all this time
Ripe with emotion and passion -
I hold within my trembling hand
So rare, so contraband -
I dare not take it lightly, 'though
What lurks behind those eyes of blue?
What mysteries do they hold?
Those smokey, dreamy bedroom eyes
So sensual and bold;
Along this cosmic filament
Flows wisdom, subconscious awareness -
From one corner of the world to another,
Differences dissolve into realization
The busy spider spins his web
Behind the outhouse door
While lazy shadows lengthen
On the dusty wooden floor;