Bulletproof

Since I met you I’ve been stalking down side streets in a rush of mirrors, crashing them into you down speeding roads, passing your cars, nonchalantly, watching your arse move, backwards, aiming at your beauty, it wasn’t me, it was you, I was picking flowers, or is that you?

Today I stopped and listened to the flowers growing within me, I pass by each day on my way to the flower garland around you, the flower within me never dies, again, flies in others minds, tho to me, no bullet strikes, I’m bulletproof, you’ll learn I often repeat myself, on my flower which eternally renews, and so I go out once more, searching for you, yes that was me, my clear mind, my true love ever so true

I woke tonight, the usual laughter coming to, tho aimed at me, its ruin to you, because I’m bulletproof

Because I care about the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen on earth, you coming thru,

So I’d give you inside an immortal flower, your beauty revealed to you, bulletproof –

In your blessing, you’d see you in me –  now immortal, you’d find beauty left in you,

As I want you, each day wakes, renews, as if it were eternal, the sight of you crazed thru zig-zag maze, as, hunting a flower of beauty growing inside, to feel love ever so true –

But that must be you, I’m already a flower, I pick flowers, in mirrors I hunt a hunter, the hunted, reflected, crashing into you, can’t you see your beauty open? Immortal, bulletproof, that’s you-

Each day, in my heart always watered, I love you, again, once again, growing, a flower forever renewed