Inexplicable

Some things are hard to explain. you've got to dig deep into the flesh to know whats in there ... Really... ♥

Me, a reigning lass

I remember the rainy day
when i swayed and swayed
with barley on my way

I remember the twigs and twittering birds
making love to May
amidst the sleeping herd

I remember the rawness of the man
i met and gave an invite
which now is but a fan

To all who love
to all who want
I'm but a butterfly

I'll sit there not
I'll sit here not
I'm all i want, i am.

(inspired to write... though its definitely not as good a response to one of my friend's poem -  http://domeoftheduke.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-from-my-next-lane-lass.html)

Crimson -Toe

The stars came down last night
caressing me.

And with their tiny toes painted crimson
walked past my woes.