red roses in her hair

left my pouring eyes up to the darkening clouds
up above our heads the sky will open up and falling
into my life
a sunring fire burns out your fire
your face, a garden of bright blueberries
taste the sweetness of your laughter and
nothing, no one, may steal your leaving
i love your voice all through a whisper
the ghosts of tomorrow will disappear
into your eyes are all i could ever trust
lasting in the summer of recurrences inflating
hearts are all but dreaming
you're more real and i see the

bright blue bonnet swaying in your hair
the look of your lonely eyes
refute the ones who hurt you most
love the ones out on the line and
take the stars up in the sky
a lighted dress you only wear
no lipstick, earring in your head
only red roses in your hair

i wore the clothes with needles pricking
under your skin, a fear bleeds through
i wanted more and ever for you but
i slept the wire now piercing this space of
radiancey kept up, close the blinds
i must be going crazy, your light-seams
flow right through the garden and open the
buds in the autumn leaving soon
your life now open to grow and wander
let the children prance and prey
let the young ones' yesterday just blast off well into a thought
of nothing swayed me more to you
i smelt the blueberries dreaming of your eyes
why are they crying with

bright yellow ribbons swaying in your hair
the look of your lonely eyes
refuse the ones who hurt you least
love the ones out on suicide
take the stars up in the sky
they fall so gently on your head
with bright roses resting in your hair
i'd bleed myself to make them red

left my pouring eyes up to the darkening clouds
up above our heads the sky will open up and you're only falling
into my life

-winston campbell-