The sweet summer air
Cuts through her memory
Stinging with awful color
Whispering with laughter at pleasant times
She drapes her eyes
And sees a world with wonder
Her mind climbs higher and higher
She dances among every thought that passes by
She listens to the silence
She laps up the mystery of her visions
And her heart begins to beat again
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
The sweet summer air
Cuts through her memory
Stinging with awful color
Whispering with laughter at pleasant times
She drapes her eyes
And sees a world with wonder
Her mind climbs higher and higher
She dances among every thought that passes by
She listens to the silence
She laps up the mystery of her visions
And her heart begins to beat again