In Fields Of Broken Daisies
In fields of broken daisies
we held hands
under a shattered sky
and falling stars.
Pollen particles
danced around us
as the wind sang
a haunting lullaby.
Your blue eyes glimmered
as we slowed danced
in their reflection.
I felt your heart beat pulsate
through the delicate air
as I rested my head on your shoulder.
White petals fluttered aimlessly
and rested at our feet.
You'll never understand
how to fix the sky
but I guess that's always been up to me.
A smile spreads across your face
and a thousand white clouds exploded.
Then we danced
in fields of broken daisies
as burning clouds
fell down around us.
By: Brandi Deacon
2009
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