Mar 3
Chelsea
Fanciful and presently tense
In a world replete with love and good intentions
She should have lived forever
Angelic manifestation
Of what should be and where hope perseveres
She should have survived his temptation
Light dancing on the water’s surface
Where the wind kisses the waves before they crash
She should have loved and that love lasted
The sun refracts love into a myriad of actions
When passion and patience reside without distraction
She should have worn a white dress in satisfaction
Music comforting those who feel the vibrations
As joy and warmth pass over us in oscillations
She should have smiled away her mother’s consternation
Arcing wayward in darkest sorrow
Passing the place where hope lay barren
She should have woken sleepy eyed tomorrow
Pitching foreword into the twisting nether
Catching hearts as she clutched the air
She could have lived forever
Her eyelids flutter when she dreams and weeps
The breeze sends ripples through her hair
She should be peaceful as she sleeps