Lazy Hazel Hews

Lazy Hazel Hews

Sometimes I wish I wasn't me,
I wish I was a sunflake on the sea.
Or a single puff of dust upon the breeze,
The single crystal raindrop on a leaf.
Or the burning winter spark upon the Eve…

The endless weightless power of the earth,

Drags the bloodless teardrops of my heart.

My soul sinks beneath the cotton air,

While the lazy hazel hews twinkle in the stare.

Ripping through the inner wisdom stores,

“And all for what?” the dopamine implores…

I wish I was the sand beneath your feet,

To feel their ever-pressing beat.

I wish I was the wind that strokes your hair,

To whisper words of ever soundless care.

I wish I was the sun upon your face,

To skip across your lips with grace…

Sometimes I wish I wasn’t me,

I wish I was the surging burst of glee.

Or the tugs upon the heart that tease,

The bursting rush of lust so brief.

Or the prayer of hope that makes us all believe…

Warrior Princess