Three hundred and fifty five, one of the rare times I felt alive

Dedicated to Jush, Angeline, Mark, Lea and Melisa, Day and night of April 23, 2010

Black and white hexagons, transcending the speed of the regular circular motion

A landscape of vibrant green lushness, sporadically being ripped to shreds

Sporadic patches of brown and beige speckle the field; voices in the distance laugh

Three in glee, enjoying the ever-fading sun; foreshadowing of the night to come, one forlorn

Transitions proceed, these great thoughts of fruitions lead...

Silver statues and statuettes

Plastic cards portraying the rainbow

Green shelters clustered, red monuments towering overhead both sides

Pearl cubes ornamented with black splotches being tossed about

Interlude:

The deeper the night envelops the moments, the easier we laugh. 

Vel (Latin): Darwyn: What the, whose..., Mel - Lea: My foot!

Vel (Latin): Jush's girl*: I have a penis , Darwyn: uhh..., Jush's girl: The look on his face!

*Angeline

Continuation:

Sudo-sand brushes against our legs, the small dipper is found

Explanations of the unknown future attempted to be explained

Your body twists and turns as you swing back and forth while staring into the sky

I glimpse at this figure parallel to my vision; blush, smile mildly, immediately flee my eyes from this beautiful scene.

What one wants to remember most is always said last, just as is the true anticipation.

Light dimmed to the back of the kitchen, psychological thriller in the background

My arms draped over the cheap sofa as you lie with a white blanket around your body

My conscience says no, yet my heart says yes; the honourable action is done. 

We plan to speak of all after dawn has passed; this has far surpassed the morning time, 

I sneak away while you rest with a serene state on your face...deciding not to pick the African Daisies.

I'll be back, we all will <3 

Author's Note

This is poetic but extremely personal, so unless you're from room 335, don't bother trying to figure it out!!! More serious and professional poems can be found in my other works.