"wonderfalls" poems
Fairytales lost in the fog,
drowning in a sea of smog.
Walking away from your own front lawn,
going, going, going, gone.
Trying to catch the rain in your hands
leaving little puddles on deserted lands.
Wishing to make some dreams out of air,
running hands through windswept hair.
Leave me pacing in the forrest of walls
Send me a picture from WonderFalls?
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 1:05 AM UTC