ill see you at sunset.

In the creases of the tree trunk and in between the cracks of the leaves there are secrets. Do you still remember the women in the red dress? The man screaming in my loud music send an earthquake of vibrations through the air waves leaving no space to listen. Do you still remember the broken button on my dress? it was pure ecstasy hidden inside a blue rose. Chocolate valentine dices that commanded us to play hide and seek inside the invaded box.. i think theyre now sitting at the bottom of my trash can. i remember the paintings we rolled over on my mattress and how the sheet's never failed to soak in all the red parts. Willow trees limp over my shoulders, inviting me to come play. but i dont play these games anymore even though i have before. but maybe just this once, ill play again. But there are others, with pears and tiny red sour apples hanging from their branches. I wonder if im even tall enough to reach for them, even in my betsy shoes. so i run. not away from them. but just to feel some space, just to listen. ill be laying on the ground with my feet up in the air just so i can walk on the clouds. they hold no secrets in between the blue and the white.