The Girl Smelling Flowers
I want to be the girl smelling flowers
Breathing them in and dreaming
Both our faces up-turned
Sun-soaking and beaming
To be the girl with shoulders like feathers
Bright eyes, a song on my tongue
A dance on my hip as I travel
Fresh air polluting my lungs
They'll be tucked in my hair, my blooms
When I become this girl I admire
I'll carry the sun as a crown
and pollinate the world with my fire
I want to be the girl smelling flowers
With only the sweetness to consider
Her heart filled with weightless clouds
Floating about within her
To be the girl with dew soaked ankles
From my walk on the morning's sighs
The girl with nectar in her veins
And the Milky Way in her eyes
Could be she's just a wish away
This girl I wish to be
Could be she's somewhere in a bud
Growing from a tree
One day, she'll walk along the path
With the flowers through the mist
Meeting with the lily pads
For their early evening tryst
One day, she'll misplace minutes
And idly lose her hours
Rescued from too much wishing,
I'll be the girl smelling flowers
Jessica Highstreet
10/14/15
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