Thursday, January 19, 2012
My brown and gold mid morning dream.
Grab my shadow and toss it behind you,
twisting and dancing
scaring the children of how time flew.
Clip the wings of a mystical creature
throw it into the fire,
remove every feature.
Fall further, faster down the dusty shelf
bump your head, close your eyes
sing love songs and lullabies to your past self.
Submerge your toes in a pool of wishes
Erase the images with ringlets of tears
watch them all disappear into empty promises.
Take my arms in ancient hands
kiss the wounds, remove the memory of traveled lands
Walk the patch, fly the sea
Embracing empty spaces that were saved for me.
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