December 2010
3 posts
Words keep me enchanted.
You and I
Together, we write words for those like us.
We are cynical.
But our worlds bloom as flowers in a world we see decaying.
Although the soil is dry, you and I refuse to become disenchanted.
I, like you would for me, will tie a thousand balloons together to keep us lifted, playing, romancing the clouds.
You will remain a boy and I a girl, although we will watch eachother with our grown up...
The opportunities are out there, the action is within us.