Sunday, September 20, 2015

runaway

in my head sparked those synapses

the real world where we can coexist

I spoke so much

as I took your hand

I watched you smile

all doubts melt away

in those small, soluble sachets



I guess you have no idea

or never you will know

how to push aside a current you caught

a certain degree of observation

being in control

and letting it go



of taboos and suffocated restrictions

wild thoughts end up shooting unto the sky

perhaps paved clearly

that this path is to be taken solo

oh you have no idea

where this could lead to



in a different dimension then

we can meet and again explore

what lays in between the streams

space and ashes and mountains

and our form of existence




see you again, boy


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