021. Green Line by John Herzogthere is paradise about you
should you know where to search
through skyscraper valleys
casting their shadows
across the line
paradise sprouting between
every crack in the sidewalk
we cross without seeing
a life to behold
if you're not afraid to live it
if you're not afraid to look
at all that surrounds you
a garden with splendor to offer
but seemingly unruly
with weeds overgrown
but between the two of us
we might just have the tools
to sow our seeds in this soil
and see our flowers flourish
* * *
train car filled
shoulder to shoulder
your head rests
on my shoulder
all eyes upon us
as yours lay closed
my fingers dance
through softest clouds
of your hair
and that stubble
on your cheek
and now that I found you
oh paradise in my arms
I will never let you fall
from my hands
I will see you blossom
brighter than sunshine
in your impossible palette
I will shield you
from these angry eyes
seeking to extinguish
the light you exhale
our love in its spectra
from the voices inside
your soul saying
that you will never bloom
turn your face to that sun, my love
you are already blooming
08/18/2018 Author's Note: CTA Green Line.
Posted on 08/18/2018 Copyright © 2024 John Herzog
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