Impressions

My fingers are like fireflies

In the skies, and when I look

Into your eyes

I can't disguise the way

I feel.

 

My skin is like a lake

I ripple / I quake

You give me the shakes, and yet always,

I heal.

 

My heart beats like a drum

Pulling down the sun,

Making the buffalo run...

Isn't this fun?

We're making music.

 

As God as my sovereignty,

You bring me down to my knees

In piety.

And here comes society?

Let's lose it.

 

My eyes are like flowers,

They open with the morning showers.

I count the minutes / count the hours

Until Daybreak.

 

My dreams are like apparitions,

Like unsigned petitions.

I dream for what I'm wishing...

Then I wake.

 

 

Reviews

[Robert Luna]

Very lovely. Your writings always make feel like there are hidden meanings to the words you write. Like i have before I could just be me, but every time I read one I see something other than the words on the page. I love this one was great. Written perfect. If you want to know what I thought was going on in this piece let me know.

[Richard K]

I could totally see this done with interpretive dance mixed in. Laugh now, but it'd be amazing if choreographed properly.

[Achild]

More fiber for your rhymes. They'll come out easier.

[Randall Richard]

this i sweet, the structure is perfect
As God as my sovereignty,
You bring me down to my knees
In piety
And here comes society?
Let's lose it.

really nice rhyms. you never disapoint nice job