I wonder what she’s thinking
with words she sends like winking
and what to read between the lines
where stars ejaculations shine?
Aiming flaming flowers blooming
like two birds aloft and swooning
falling stars in ecstasy
i wonder if she feels so free?
She might fall in love with me
while thinking “this could never be”
and too, i wonder what she’s feeling
while her past is slowly healing
from the trauma of unkindness
brought on by another’s blindness?
Does her heart remember touching
laying still and open wide
will she ever brave the moment
letting someone else inside?
Lions Mane 