4/3/14

Petals

I take my head
Through the window
To cool it off
The wind is enough to take me
It knows I'd love to go
Taunting full flow 
Sheets whispering 
Whuffing discreet intricacies
Yet I know
That though all of my weight 
Were washed in that wind
I would stay a boulder 
And watch the petals roll
Into the lee 
And out again

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