Epigram ‘n Aphorism Samwiches

Dandelion Clock-ed

Dandelions Kissed
Roaming yellow fields of love in youth before the end of innocence.

I'm a child now, puffing your downy head,
lifted light
on seamless waves,
consuming oxygen, time and sky
reaching hidden stars and gooey Milky Way.
Somehow, this aged memory thrives.

Imagination better than a setting sun,
blond hair flowed,
lemon hands and feet roamed.
Blown puffs sent
filamentous achenes from dead dandelions,
our wasted time,
before waking to her warning clock.

Freely held hands felt foolish
when they told us stop
displaying tender emotions,
vulnerabilities that laid in a once yellow field.
Never imagined two lips parting,
buss warm beneath a buzzing vault.

Gentle, we clutched and tugged
each stem of time,
separated from rich veins
of an infinite, golden patch
to raise up and declare this unending love,
blowing kisses to approving clouds above.


25 lines, free verse

Too young in those early years to know true love, but warned the closer we neared its hot core.

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I'm a child now, puffing your downy head,
lifted light
on seamless waves,
eaten by oxygen, time and sky;
reaching hidden stars and gooey Milky Way.
Somehow, aged memory is alive.

Imagination better than a setting sun,
golden hair flowed,
lemon hands and feet roamed.
The numerous puffs blown sent
filamentous achenes from dead dandelions
and wasn't wasted time
before waking to her warning clock.

We freely held hands, foolishly
until they told us stop
displaying tender emotions,
vulnerabilities that laid in a yellow field.
Never imagined two lips parting
as we bussed beneath a buzzing vault.

Gentle, we clutched and tugged
each stem of time,
separated from rich veins
of an infinite, golden patch
to raise up and declare this love,
blowing kisses to approving clouds above.


2.14.22
2.8.23 edited with a more focused bent on structure and grammar

As close as I could get to a Valentine's poem, as yet today.
Too young in those early years to know true love, but warmed when I got to near its hot core.

"Paper And Glue #rejection #love #youth"