at least
pink clouds on the horizon
yellow leaves under my feet
my lungs inhale the frosty air
in the dark night
the milky way
as i stood dizzy
i could not make out
any of the planets or the stars
i knew them almost all
i can no longer paint
i never wrote a thing
the forms i draw they fall apart
the words i wish they are not there
i walk into the dark
of course i'm not afraid
i have no fear of that
you're much to bright
and i am dark
relieved to see
something that i know
a falling star
close to the queen
crawling into bed
a warm body comforts me
maybe tomorrow
i know you once again
the frosty air invigorating
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