Tree Me

imagine a flower dying of anticipation to be a tree, I feel like that’s me. Holding on for dear life to stay grounded, knowing deep down when I reach out for climax I aspire to be mounted.

I need more separation to see the earth fountain some that’s a close-up and some through the mountain. I wanna sit oh so high, I wanna watch my leaves wither and float through the mighty blue sky. The big bad rainstorm triggers a brainstorm and now my frame forms. What do you require to light your fire to fulfill your desire?

I like mine wrapped in passion cloaked with satin attire. Deep-sea diver Missle striker Mr. Heatmiser on Limewire a radioactive live wire. In a ring of riders ima easy hire in a cipher. Case closed casket dropped Bury me again and I’ll delight ya.(🌻)

 

 

 

 

 

Mac

Hello good people my name is Mac, i am an aspiring writer songwriter, poet and short story writer. In my meditations a couple of years ago i was lost and just trying to find who i was. I fell deeper and deeper into the meditation without any expectation of anything. I just heard and saw the word writer and ever since then i knew this was a path i belonged on. Since then I have perfected my skills as a poet, which turned into working on perfecting my skills at songwriting. Expressing emotions and energy through a poem or a song is one of the most beautiful forms of communication to me. Well anyway i hope you guys keeps up with my journey as i begin my path to freelance writing. -w/ Love, Mac