Sunday, May 01, 2011

my backyard smells like honeysuckle

i used to write, and once i wrote this...and now my yard smells like the vine. bliss.

pull the wild honeysuckle from the vine
and put it in my hair

with your too large fingers
tuck the stem
behind my ear and
lean into me
and breathe

i will be the vine
and you can be the branch
the two shall be one
and we will be
wild honeysuckle

pulled from the vine
tucked behind the ear of a pretty girl
by the boy who loves her

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