I'll fall upwards,
past the cities
and through the lonely stretches of asphalt and golden hills,
towards fancies and sleepless nights.
I'll fall past weeks,
of minutes
and through pictures stored and kept and thrown away,
towards cravings and fulfillment.
I'll fall
enveloped
and through the silence of solitude and the wanting it brings
towards curly hair and kisses filled with sweet words.
I'll fall into you and wish to never be free
So please...
Don't let me.
Jun 14, 2011
Jun 14, 2011 at 12:00 AM UTC
I'll fall upwards,
past the cities
and through the lonely stretches of asphalt and golden hills,
towards fancies and sleepless nights.
I'll fall past weeks,
of minutes
and through pictures stored and kept and thrown away,
towards cravings and fulfillment.
I'll fall
enveloped
and through the silence of solitude and the wanting it brings
towards curly hair and kisses filled with sweet words.
I'll fall into you and wish to never be free
So please...
Don't let me.
If you would like to see/hear this as a song go here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=veUVnasVBUo
Author's note to author: 4th exclud b/e
C/A4/F(3rd)/F(1st)
