Rose Entangled

I want to laugh hysterically
when water colour flowers surround the gypsy,
shades streaking through her hair.  
I’m no good at saying at how I feel 

Let’s just forget the world.  

I want to make you feel beautiful.
It doesn’t have to be love.
We could just be in the moment,
the rose entangled garden of restless disgrace. 

We could just be ourselves. 

I want to dance in the rain fanatically free
watching dreams of old remnants trickle
down the gutter. We don’t need the past.
There is only right now. 

Words don’t say quite how it feels. 

I want to do everything.
Maybe we’ll be something more, maybe it’s
just for now, but it’s like a spellbound enchantment
in those dawn lit eyes. I am drawn. 

Let’s waste time.  

I want to forget everything that’s happened.
No matter what we’ve been told, there’s a charm
like a locket around her neck. I don’t know how or where,
what or why, it confuses me like it does you. 

We could pretend nothing else exists.  

I want to explore the gypsy’s perfect garden,  
the watercolour flowers in my hair, the tie dye
petals in your hands. There’s a light in your eyes and
it’s something so unbeknown to me. 

But it bursts into life when dreams trickle away.

 I want to simply take your hand.
There’s a moment when you know you don’t
want to spend eternity alone.
I don’t want to spend this life alone.

Let’s hide in her gardens tonight.