A Bitter Scent Poem by William Taylor

Colored blind, yet thunderstorms raptures my eyes when I look at yours. Me and you could absorb the sky with our palms and gratify. Togetherness that will closure all those lonely broken hearts. A bond so strong gravity couldn't pull us apart. Yet my unspoken personality is too bitter to approach you. Selfishly I recede from your natural aroma. Aroma like oxygen breathless without it. Deploring every moment I don't express my interests for you. At least I can share the same baby blue sky as true. Stuck in a daze, drifting in the haze, be the wind that blows it all away.