Ripples from Raindrops: Kevin
By: ShinigamiForever

Numbed by even gentler winds than him and
opening some small bud kept closed by frost
without freezing his own skin. Cold blue.

Opulent forests scattered with leaves of rubies and leaves of emeralds.
Never to travel barefoot even when iridescent glass is sprinkled on skies.

Tender arms of lunatic Spring wrap
over-white clouds across his feet.

Kept under glass for most of his life
except when a slip of air slithers through a crack and travels along
vines of tempered burnished sun. I drop orchids
into his newly uncovered hands and forget to remember.
Nodding off to lyrical piano music.

A/N: Heh. You've come this far, won't you leave a review?