Blast
Long road to travel
Dusty summer days
Sweat builds between warm hands holding
She picked a yellow flower for her hair
And danced along the dirty road
Without care
Many miles to travel
Yet we could already be here
No destination
Running free
No one around no landscape to see
Roll with me baby she said
As she danced down a hillside
Ripping her dress
Flower petals dropping
Trailing where she’s been
Spinning around and down
Over and over she laughed
This world is her playground
We danced until the sun has set
Making love till the rise again
Connected together
Passion Binding
This world is our Playground
She asked am I your Juliet
Answered no
Stopped in her tracks and she let go
I have something to give you she smiled
Leaving into the tall grass
Blast
Running with whipping blades in my eyes
Searching for her trail
A clearing where she fell
Gun in her hand
Bleeding heart
With a note that read
You were my Romeo
And I closed my eyes
One bullet left
Cool metal on sweat
Blast
Don’t cry
Don’t cry
©2014 Tamilyn Love
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