neko-mars

*Poem I wrote a while back^^ Hope some of you might like it.* Sometimes I just want to go to a garden And take all the flowers I can clutch in my hands The sweet-smelling, luminous, simple and poisonous (when ingested) Then scurry away before the gardener knows Though I’ve taken bits and pieces of grueling work and pride— To her or him—it’s far more than that, it’s happiness— And a little bit borrowed from a friendly, flowery neighbor Is hardly worth complaining about, maybe even worth a smile And I press the gentle, fragrant ones In the hard covers of my favorite books They’ll last foreve