Pulling straws out of its’ limbs to receive juice seems to be like the sea of life spurting through the ends.

Knees would go seeping through a forest, with the feet

of precious ones prepared to roam throughout ways of discovering.

Pausing only to create the life of colors etched throughout the world full with inventions.

They create petals of life bringing about swans of love pouring within.

Etching a quaint thought bubble against my painted eggs I gazed lovingly after my young ones.

My spider sense was tilting my web that was softly grazing the lost words of wisdom,

only to renew the vitals of my younglings’ iridescent future.

My eyes glowed with a piece of yellow within, wrapping my soul with life

as I cracked a smile when life came from my painted souls.

Yellow eyes provoke my soul,

Etching across my face as I swept myself over clouds,

Baring my essence of beauty within the depths of the stars,

Releasing my relentless energy.

I lived in time, forgetting my senses as I walked,

High above many thoughts of others,

Through the grasses of life,

Uprooted with silver flowers that were in bloom.

Yeah love isn’t that great.

Life seems to fade between lives

when the calling goes out the window of dust

beneath a room shining through yellow

dissolving the red from the glares in this world.

Faded tears streak through a heart,

Calling out with a wink,

Never change the ways of life

For those who are protruding your thoughts

Aren’t always true…

Wring out the doors of hate,

Shelter the love with time bending backwards,

Reminiscing the truths,with

Passion overriding the jealous competitions,

increased with the days of red slanted stars in eyes of stone blue.