“I’m only trying to build a castle from my childhood fantasies”
I fall back at the day’s break
With the sun on my skin,
The dust on my soles prints on her floor
How much to pay?
When to repay?
The loyalty and affection
She rubs softly on my shoulders
And my soul sails away from the worries of tomorrow
I have fallen,
I have crawled
I answer to no soul but her
crossing the dunes,
my head above the sand
my eyes search for the oasis
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
“I’m only trying to build a castle from my childhood fantasies”
I fall back at the day’s break
With the sun on my skin,
The dust on my soles prints on her floor
How much to pay?
When to repay?
The loyalty and affection
She rubs softly on my shoulders
And my soul sails away from the worries of tomorrow
I have fallen,
I have crawled
I answer to no soul but her
crossing the dunes,
my head above the sand
my eyes search for the oasis
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