written by Lady Fancy / Lori

I am not the sunrise
but I should be
I should be a cascade of wind
an unfinished scent
the geometry of words
starting a fresh poem
allowing the lines on my face
to tell it all
leak the shade of grief

I should be an ounce of pride
that spills
from an assumption
of sexual symbolism
headed the wrong way
down a one way street

I should be deep darkness
where old habits live
in ignorance
in awkward silence
beneath equations of unknown

I should be scarred wounds
trying to heal
inside the spiral
of knotted cobwebs containing
tiny bits and pieces
of my heart

I should be the connection
of a mind blowing moment
shared between two lovers
in the depth of space
where God closes His eyes
and dusts the universe

I should be rain
that drips softly within
the magic of an instant
a gorgeous song sung
I should be a beautiful
waste of time
shaped as another excuse
to write this poem

I should be shapes
and colors assembled
delicate and precise
I should be wilted flowers
lying soft in whispers
of you