Come Dance With Me

Come Dance With Me 

You've given in my dear.
Given in to the hisses
Allowed them to deafen your eyes
To the view from the mountain tops.

They've left you ignorant, my dear
To the fresh breeze grazing your cheek.
Your running feet echo through hearts ears
And mine.

Come curl your toes in the sand
Lift your palms to the sky.
See what you can do?
Unhindered, boundless, free?

Leave those barred teeth and naive words.
Quick! before you are plunged
Head-first.
Daughter, come dance with me.


~Lauren~

Vagabond

Vagabond

Feet run cold on crackling leaves 

In between birches standing erect.

The sun stands still as it watches her dart

Past sentries guarding centuries. 

Clad in winter worries and silver spoons 

She runs from snakes and wolves

 Snakes and wolves with their payments of compliments,

for what?

What do they want? 

To stop her in a tangle

In a mad subjection to the very thing she fears. 

A naivete that threatens to quell 

Her thinking heart.

So she keeps running, at least

Until coils drag her blindly backward 

Justifying childish forgetfulness.

Left in limbo

A vagabond.

~Lauren~