DAFFODILS If love could kill,It will,To just be real,It heals,As it feels like spring,You rise outside,Sunlight,It’s bright,Heighten senses,Shades to block the rays,Than to be blind with no senses,Just in case,I want to see you,I want to compute,I would rather be laying on a beach,Than crawled up in a corner,My feet,Yoga pose,Twisted,Wanting to let go,Sending encouragement Continue reading