blossoms bloom
mid summer may
gone too soon
no breaks today
here i am
in sunny shades

sore sore eyes moved
tinge of blades

somethings hard
or made of clay

all this and
no time to play

moving fast
with no shoe lace

towhead candle
mark my place

all i have
is where i stay
overcross a
vast array
dashing fast
with no delay
here I am
my breakaway
so much left
what not to say
out of breathe
and dimmed
and grey

smothered sin
to catch away
tapping colors
never more than
shades of grey
all i need
in mentioned may
deem a broken