"The..." The Poem by Tyler White

Walk by the road
                         Creating...           flowers upon flowers


Pink, red, orange and probably,
Mosaic.
             Not having me, unending me--- not having you even
But everything instead

Carrying on and on a deserted road, I saw you
Once more.

                 In my heart uncured, melted to see you.
                 Down I went, no more poetry but one more
Poetic string.
                    A beautiful wing, residing in your eyes 
                    Called angel you and me.