Of Milkweed

If I catch your movement in check

It makes me the wreck that hides in your glory

Forming tales, please keep it up

A lapping-dog pup

Clipping your heels now

Dispense with this formality

I’m forced to bridle it with such disdain

Throttle back my creativity

So everything else is an almond and blossom in blur

I suppose that I should save

Now that I’ve made

A breath for this tea now

But it wants to open rush forth

This unruly force parting my lips loud

Oh toss our good intentions here

Even creatures fall from heaven now and then

With their dreams of Milkweed

Let’s not have Buttercup

Tired of a Buttercup world

Well it’s all we need

Yes it’s all we need

These dreams of Milkweed

Let’s not have Buttercup

Tired of a Buttercup world

Well it’s all we need

Yes it’s all we need

These dreams of Milkweed

Let’s not have Buttercup

Tired of a Buttercup world

Let’s not have Buttercup

Tired of a Buttercup world

Let’s not have Buttercup

Tired of a Buttercup world