Dandilion kept singing, oblivious to the kraken and Cuthulu.
Though parted by the ocean deep,
My oldest friend, we meet again.
I touch your face; you rouse from sleep.
With tresses pink and eyes a blank,
A smile so faint, it hides your feint,
You slip on past—outfoxed! Outflanked!
You paint the turf with graceful strokes.
With watchful eye, I breathe a sigh.
From sniper's perch, I go for broke.
The rolling column splatters all.
A stray shot shakes the trees awake.
The summer turns, here comes the fall.
You gaze seaward with azure hope.
Between each blink you calmly think,
As when you use a Splatterscope.
The world I knew seems like a trap.
I'm drawn now to the strange and new.
Would my old friends think me a sap?
Now nights grow long; summer abates.
The tides recede as squids stampede.
With fireworks, we celebrate.
Finality's not what it seems.
When your end comes, rise up and run.
Don't let defeat dissolve your dreams.
To plant a tree's its own reward
After you're gone, it will grow on
In memory, initials scarred.
Not everyone can be a scourge
In tense combat. I toss this splat,
A monument to my last surge.
Our sweat dripping from every pore.
The harsh, hot sun won't stop this run.
We grit our teeth and ask for more
I see you standing in the rain.
Within a storm—forever warm.
Powerful as a hurricane.
Constructed of glass and concrete,
A city stays in dull, drab grays
Till we splash color on its streets.
The tides go out and take the light.
How will I greet you when we meet?
It keeps me up on inkstained nights.
Your song inspired a blush of love.
It gave my heart a fresh new start.
Now I ascend to shores above.
I leave without ceremony.
Don't be too sore I wanted more.
My sincerest apology.