there's a flower
growing out of my heart,
one which is soaked
in all the colors

there's spring
right in my soul,
one which is
loud and beautiful

there's a field of flowers
in my head,
it tells me to just,
let myself fall right into it

there're bees
flying up and down
in my stomach
all the time

and there's the sun,
touching my face
with its sunbeams,
keeping me gigging





april'19