come fly with me;
remind me of my own mortality
that child dreaming of
the adult waning:
a depth inside with many questions
unanswered
sleeping rainbows
are colourful bedfellows
open arms with empty words
are these your welcome smiles
unbeknown to me
chase the feelings that disappear
like raindrops that ebb moisture
on a warm day
Where are you now?
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 9:56 AM UTC
come fly with me;
remind me of my own mortality
that child dreaming of
the adult waning:
a depth inside with many questions
unanswered
sleeping rainbows
are colourful bedfellows
open arms with empty words
are these your welcome smiles
unbeknown to me
chase the feelings that disappear
like raindrops that ebb moisture
on a warm day
Where are you now?
