Lavender Eternity

I know you are bored with hearing about the feelings that flow through my heart. They always end up on my sleeve anyway. Exposed and replaced by forgetfulness, spent in the moment then passed by again.
 
Seldom does my soul breathe deeply enough to know-knowing how to understand life. Knowing when to relax to reach my other sleeve-to touch the emotions of my thoughts and feel the need.  
 
I will have to accept that death will eventually swallow me up. I fear it, yet, will face it just the same. I'll sneak out the back door and leave it open for you. Come with me, we'll embrace eternity and lavender and count stars.