Sunday, March 15, 2009

flowers

03/15/2009



and i told you it was freezing
so you went and got my coat
and you even wore yours
so that i felt more comfortable.
and my feet were cold but dry
as you carried me home.
my hands were as cold as always
but warmed enveloped in yours.
my head was dizzy, my body weak
and you held strongly onto me
you took me home and promised
that you didn't want to go out tonight.
you reminded me that i was romantic
when i teased you for being sweet
and i found something i thought i'd lost
when you kissed me that first time.
i thought i'd buried passion long ago
in a big field with childhood dreams
and i thought i'd have to sell my soul
to buy flowers to lay on their graves.
but when you held me next to you
and kissed me so carefully on every inch
i wanted to have everyone come forward
and lay flowers over my shadow
because there's nothing dark following me
when you're carrying me home.
and I’ll never get flowers from you
because you won’t give me anything that will die

1 comment:

kirst * said...

that was absolutely fucking beautiful. oh my god. another classic. anna. i feel like you should make your poems into song. pick a verse to use as a chorus and seriosly fuckin get someone to write a god damn song. i think you could so totally do that. good god. i just love you and your beautiful mind!