Nay miss. i enjoyed it. Silly and wonderful. :)
My nails are caked with should be verbs.
From a flower bed nourished through the seasons.
Maintained through cold winters and spring floods.
Are these the fruits of my labor?
or a patch between the seeds?
Caught in a real moment.
sunset shuffle, foundation set.
Sleeping between untidy cursive vows.
nothing is what it seems.