Your Poetry Dot Com - Little Babies

i lie to avoid becoming crushed.
like these little white pills.
white powder calls my name.
knows my game.
shows me no shame.
no one is to blame.
but little babies pupils.
grow and expand in the dark.
little baby cries.

i see beauty in blooming flowers.
colors almost blind my eyes.
shrink and shrivle with all this light.
beautiful days, i see the beauty.
i love the architecture of little hills.
waves of brown and green.
translucent heat waves across the field.
you must wield to the words i mumble.
stumble across the field in morning sun.

i see the pretty little flowers bloom.
alive with love and colours.
lovers in a park kiss and exchange hands.
i can only think of you.
walk with my head held high.
the sun it blinds the babies eyes.
eye protection should be worn.
infant shades i steal.
and give away for free.

i am all you are.
nothing less and nothing more.
i am inside of you.
you scream my name.
i don't know why.
i don't know how i feel.
i see the beauty of burning lust.
i can see the beauty of life.
no more strife.
i will conquer.
life.

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