Bud

They’re my favourite.
Like eating blueberries
In a quiet park,
Watching fireworks.

Their body is painted,
And the colours seep out
Into the air around them.

They say I’m amazing,
They respect who I want to be,
They see me as the person
I want to become.

They feel like
The soothing drops of rain
Crashing down on me,
Enveloping me,
Bringing out the smells
Of the plants around me.

They are wild
In a calm way.
They let me keep my freedom
And I want them to have all the love
People want to give them

At the end of the day
We understand each other,
We laugh together,
And we hold each other tighter
Than I’ve ever been held
Before

 

Have another one

A burning feeling in my throat,
The flames reaching up
Licking the sides of my head
Until everything gets blurry.

Falling,
Trying to catch the fading notes
Of a fleeting symphony.

It’s beautiful,
For a moment.

The heat numbs the pain and
Clouds my mind in a different way,
Like blue skies seen
From under the sea