melted

water lilies but it's high tide

april showers
are just smog and tears
running down their faces
where are the flowers?
it is mere fact
we all will grow and change
but only flowers are executed
for their unchangeable beauty
there's water lilies but it's high tide
and you're surfing chamomile waves
you are eternally ephemeral
the truest contradiction
there ever could be
you are beautiful but you
will not be cut down
this rain will stop
but you will not
you will keep breathing
live and let live in this short while
stay awhile in this world
that we have built in your image
for one month a year
you are invincible
but for the other eleven
we will hold you up to the stars
let yourself be a constellation
in a nighttime of wonder.