when i stop for a moment
during this busy day
my mind always wanders
off to think of you...
and in these pleasant moments of which
there are far too few
i am to be found dreamily
gazing back to a sky blue day
and as i awake from these
moments of unadultered bliss
i am often wont to sigh
and blow a secret ,
kiss...your way...
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
when i stop for a moment
during this busy day
my mind always wanders
off to think of you...
and in these pleasant moments of which
there are far too few
i am to be found dreamily
gazing back to a sky blue day
and as i awake from these
moments of unadultered bliss
i am often wont to sigh
and blow a secret ,
kiss...your way...
proof, you see,that the teenager lives in me still...
as always... and, in answer to ben.
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