potato
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 14, 2004
- Messages
- 910
White clouds up above
fill the sky to its edges.
Over which I wish to see.
Wanting
Searching for a place
Where there is only me.
Sun-hot rocks will warm my feet
On beaches mute (but for the sea)
Water trickles down slowly
as my thoughts
running together and forming pools.
Time rolls on down the shallowest of inclines
and I sit content in thought
as life drowsily buzzes around me
In that place beyond the clouds
Under a brand new sky
fill the sky to its edges.
Over which I wish to see.
Wanting
Searching for a place
Where there is only me.
Sun-hot rocks will warm my feet
On beaches mute (but for the sea)
Water trickles down slowly
as my thoughts
running together and forming pools.
Time rolls on down the shallowest of inclines
and I sit content in thought
as life drowsily buzzes around me
In that place beyond the clouds
Under a brand new sky
