Wind chimes dangle from her ears,
Whispering in sweet clarity all the sounds
Of a riverbed in June, telling you about the sun,
The moon and the stars in a way I never could.
Tell me what she said to make you forget –
You once called me your kaleidoscope.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC
Wind chimes dangle from her ears,
Whispering in sweet clarity all the sounds
Of a riverbed in June, telling you about the sun,
The moon and the stars in a way I never could.
Tell me what she said to make you forget –
You once called me your kaleidoscope.
