One glance and I couldn't breathe.
A thousand stars set fire to my chest
Orbiting fiercely at the sight of their moon.
Gasping, I seek for a proof that this
isn't yet another cul-de-sac.
Seated and completely unaware
of this thunder inside my chi,
You dance to a carnival of your own
in the world where no streets are known,
yet platforms lead to a world of magic.
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
One glance and I couldn't breathe.
A thousand stars set fire to my chest
Orbiting fiercely at the sight of their moon.
Gasping, I seek for a proof that this
isn't yet another cul-de-sac.
Seated and completely unaware
of this thunder inside my chi,
You dance to a carnival of your own
in the world where no streets are known,
yet platforms lead to a world of magic.
