Looking down.

With three eyes,

Four noses, ...

Holes distract.

Colors deceive.

Cracks go unnoticed. ...

Red,

Stirs up emotions.

Silver-sparkles, ...

In a quiet corner,

Gazing at strangers,

Walking by. ...

Wish it could be,

This clear.

Hazy stones often beckon. ...

Bricks resting side by side.

Placed with love,

Under winter’s grey skies. ...

You look juicy.

“I am.”

Can I taste you? ...

You grew next to me.

Now you lay there.

Thank you. ...

I know you’re closed.

Day and night.

But I’ll wait. ...

Red invigorates,

White soothes.

And together, ...

Discolored.

Tattered.

Carrying cobwebs, ...

Surrounded.

By the old.

So many. ...

You’re out there.

Somewhere.

In your world. ...

Ready to emerge.

See.

Breathe. ...

Crash against me.

Wear me down.

Soften those ragged edges, ...

Don’t block me out.

Days,

Short of breath. ...

Days flying away with the wind.

Raindrops refusing to cease.

Touch of her fingers fading away. ...

“Why are you hiding?”

To scare away birds.

“Why are you white?” ...

Shades of pink,

Yellow, and

White. ...

Majestic,

Colorful,

Serious looking, ...