was it something i said

was it something I said
was it something I did
was it something that happened
when I was a kid

where is the bird song in my silence
where are the dewdrops on my orchid
where is the movement of my kindness
where are the bluebells in my forest

i am a wildflower
cast upon your soul
i tried to strangle you with tendrils
to cut your throat with thorns
to suck your life like mistletoe
don’t take it personal
when i say i love you
when i say i want you
when I say I’m fond of you
please don’t take it personal

was it something I said
was it something I did
was it something that happened
when I was a kid

then I came right out of blackout
to find that i had spilled my dew
to find that I had killed the butterfly
when I might have kissed the joy as she flew
to find that you had gone forever
leaving the steam of your ghost behind
too late have I loved you
now I see that I am blind

was it something I said
was it something I did
was it something that happened
when I was a kid

where is the cherry blossom on my pavement
where are the cold streams in my desert
where are the memories in my winter
where are the sun beams in my soul?

29/03/05