you are the dust in my veins
bring me the chaos in my head
gives me an arctic sense in my hand
and all of the dead stars
are staring at me,
the blue soul with empty eyes
telling me it is the time
to let you fly
across the universe
and to let you go
from the room in my little heart
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
