Days
turn into nights
I walk into fields
of flowers
speaking your soul
as they sway into the wind.
making friends with bees and humming birds.

My heart is drenched.
The sadness flexes
The sorrow overwhelming.
The light catches.
Burning and blinding me.
And I didn't know
I'd be affected so desperately

you say I'm a loud person
But I'm a dork, with silliness abound.
People could never know
how my half lives...
How my other half shows.

I follow your energies flutters
scuttles from walk to stride.
Smiles
that look effortless
I wonder if I should say something.

I know what ignites...