That night before summer, the moon wouldn’t go home,
I could hear the clock catching up to me
My luggage will definitely be packed by morning
Too much at once for planning a great first impression
I play myself a calming love song
And soften the wild butterflies in my stomach
What a deal !
My biggest show yet !
That little dot,
Those thingy that shrinks at each corner of my smile,
The silks,
Beautifully puzzled in time
I wished I boarded the wrong plane
Preferably to the ocean but
I can’t swim
Only fair if this traveler
Never knew I could float on heavy sheets.
What’s better than floating?
Flying..
Over Egypt, Jerusalem
Remembering each course
Moving at fast speed.
They will call my name
Zero faults and a victory smile.
Always the horse
Never the rider.
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
That night before summer, the moon wouldn’t go home,
I could hear the clock catching up to me
My luggage will definitely be packed by morning
Too much at once for planning a great first impression
I play myself a calming love song
And soften the wild butterflies in my stomach
What a deal !
My biggest show yet !
That little dot,
Those thingy that shrinks at each corner of my smile,
The silks,
Beautifully puzzled in time
I wished I boarded the wrong plane
Preferably to the ocean but
I can’t swim
Only fair if this traveler
Never knew I could float on heavy sheets.
What’s better than floating?
Flying..
Over Egypt, Jerusalem
Remembering each course
Moving at fast speed.
They will call my name
Zero faults and a victory smile.
Always the horse
Never the rider.
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