A happy devil?

Or the shy green one?

In younger days, ...

Circles,

Within circles,

Surrounded by circles. ...

Would you burn me?

Yes.

Why? ...

I’ll choose this side.

It’s quiet.

No one around. ...

The key to my heart.

Old.

Guarded. ...

When you look at me,

Quietly,

With trusting eyes, ...

There are many of you.

I know.

But you’re different. ...

Running…

Through an early morning mist.

Arms waving wildly. ...

Thunder on the horizon.

Darkness above.

A peaceful calm in between, ...

Summer’s long gone.

Dried slopes,

Now green. ...

You’re colorful,

Delicate,

Beautiful. ...

Some days,

I feel closed.

Door shut tight ...

Sometimes, trivial remnants remind me of friends and peaceful moments we spent together. Somehow, it always seems ...

Alone – “sour, bitter, acidic.”

Together – “delicious.”

Ironic, ...

Words I don’t understand.

Messages that feel heavy.

Weighing me down. ...

“Where were you?”

When I gazed out.

Felt the sun. ...

Why so hazy?

I try to see,

Blink, ...

I can’t see you.

Too many tears.

Wish you’d waited....

Scribbled on.

Stared at.

A reflection, ...

"I’m coming..."

Around the bend.

Past the trees. ...