Entangled in the silken ribbons, haphazard in the tinkling bells
Smiling as I twirl around the ceiling
Enthusiastically chasing, all of my wildest endeavors
To obliterate the slightest chance of feeling
A satin sash of gold winding round all of my emotions
Tickling my fancy and my toes
Swirling in my twirling, laughing as I go round
Forgetting all my troubles as I go
I am erratic in my movements, sporadic in my spins
Engagingly so charming in my play
Transported over places full of wide empty spaces
Filling them with everything, I may
My ribbons are spinning faster than I can come untangled
My tinkling bells are crashing in my head
All this enthusiastic chasing and filling empty places
Did not obliterate a single thing you said
Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
Entangled in the silken ribbons, haphazard in the tinkling bells
Smiling as I twirl around the ceiling
Enthusiastically chasing, all of my wildest endeavors
To obliterate the slightest chance of feeling
A satin sash of gold winding round all of my emotions
Tickling my fancy and my toes
Swirling in my twirling, laughing as I go round
Forgetting all my troubles as I go
I am erratic in my movements, sporadic in my spins
Engagingly so charming in my play
Transported over places full of wide empty spaces
Filling them with everything, I may
My ribbons are spinning faster than I can come untangled
My tinkling bells are crashing in my head
All this enthusiastic chasing and filling empty places
Did not obliterate a single thing you said
©Neva Flores 07/11/10
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