We smuggled ourselves
on endless ribbons,
circumnavigating
towns full of iguanas.
Licking summer skies,
we displayed
kaleidoscope-eyes,
wore blue ribbons
in our hair.
Nothing compared
to the chivalry of the times,
naievity ruled us
like bosses, yet we
slayed with such splendor.
No prisoners taken,
just scars given,
along with tales,
stories from the borders,
our lives lived on the fringes,
hanging on endlessly
to lost dreams.
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
We smuggled ourselves
on endless ribbons,
circumnavigating
towns full of iguanas.
Licking summer skies,
we displayed
kaleidoscope-eyes,
wore blue ribbons
in our hair.
Nothing compared
to the chivalry of the times,
naievity ruled us
like bosses, yet we
slayed with such splendor.
No prisoners taken,
just scars given,
along with tales,
stories from the borders,
our lives lived on the fringes,
hanging on endlessly
to lost dreams.
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