Fwd: The tulips

The tulips
walked off in a line
Their stems crisply green
After fresh rain

Barrett Brown was soaking up some sun
wearing his favorite shirt
his lips, moist from dew
Occasionally flashed
a sly smile

soon, the blue and white stripes
slid off Barrett Browns shirt
and formed the crisp fabric for a
canopy on the beach

Which is where he found himself
Seeing the ocean so near,
Barrett Brown became aware of
an intense longing in himself

He lay down on the sand
which was the color the color of his hair
He gave himself to the powerful
sounds of the ocean
and his feelings of loneliness

It was in this state that I saw him
And knew all that he was feeling

My only thought was to hold him
As tightly as I could
To feel every sensation
of molecule and sense and mind
conceived in my dreams

I wanted
To let him know how much
He means to me
How much I love and adore him
And look forward
To meeting him

The tulips came back
They wrapped their succulent
arms around us
As we drank in their nectar
of thunder
And our bodies held the mountains together
With the sounds of the ocean
Until hearts rained down
Everywhere
With the truth of our love

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