This is about budding relationships…You plant the seeds.You provide sun.You provide water.But will the flower bloom against life’s adversities?The optimist in me screams, “Yes!”
Developing
Persian rug patterns
On hanging paper lanterns
The lights are on in the darkroom
So there’s nothing developing here
But there are pictures of us still drying
Drops from their bottom corners
Symbolic of the crying
No longer anything developing there either
Used to be a ‘we’ there
Now there’s just a ‘me’ there
Patterns are developing
Of a relationship unfolding
To reveal me standing alone
And if art imitates life
Pixels fall
From pics no wall
Got a chance to hold
Never a frame or mold
To hold the pixels in
It’d leave me watching us fall apart again
My thoughts say I’m to blame
My heart, it believes the same
That is until
You returned to name
Yourself to blame
From your heart, an apology
In your arms a frame
Now Persian rug patterns
From hanging paper lanterns
Shine light upon
Our relationship developing
On the patterns of understanding
Unraveling, unfolding
Exposing what will become of us
And the image
Is coming into focus
