Nature's Naivety

What would you say if I told you, that I need you? That every memory of you, casts a shadow on this moment. What would you do, If I reached into the sun and pulled down the light. Showed you that it had no comparison to what I see in your eyes. Could you believe it? I’m in the dark without your essence. I find promise in the prospect of your comfort. I just hope it’s Not another dream Shedding its skin, Waiting for its moment To cast out its beauty And become another Failure. I’m not sure if I could take it. Knowing that the sun could fall at any moment, makes a flower want to grow elsewhere. Is this the way of the world today? Fickle beauty grows under incandescent light fixtures that whisper lies into the ears of nature’s naivety. What will become of us if we can never make it real? We’re standing underneath the stare of false hope, and expecting it to not wrinkle our skin. -James Kelley 2011©