PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’ve got

flowers

like I’ve got

inches,

too many

to count

that I won’t

ever know

I don’t

risk

for just

anyone

when I don’t

think it

could be

something

golden

but I ended

up breathing

on a breeze

while you

passed through

the current

at lightspeed

I don’t

run down

just any

street

looking for

just any

window

or crack

I could

slip

through

I could

have fallen

in love with

you

if you had

just left

that door

open-