Pink Cherry BlossomsA Poem by AlaniFor David Beretta Owens... but he doesn't even know itPink cherry blossoms bud
when you breathe out I turn my head and breathe
it in The blood pumping through
my heart: ...I could draw on you Do you even see me stare at
your skin?
Open the door for the
sunshine Open the door for the love So you can come out to play So you can come home to
stay
A classic argumentative
display Like sweet syrup stuck in
your beard... I’d kiss it, despite your look
of dismay I’d frame your little picture or erect a monumental structure
If I could...
© 2014 AlaniAuthor's Note
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