Thursday, December 21, 2006 :::
MUST BE DREAMING OR
I'm a ball
of happiness that's waiting to explode.
of bliss that can't seem to contain itself.
made of snow
I'm rolling down a slope
gaining velocity
I get bigger and bigger
Don't know when to stop
or where
or how
I try to fly. I don't know if I'll fall. But for the first time, it really feels like flying.
Like a star, I'm shining.
I smile to myself
I sing in the streets
and I don't care if people stare.
My stomach feels funny. I don't really want to eat.
I must be dreaming or
we're onto something
I must be dreaming for
I don't fall in love lawlessly
I must be dreaming or
pinch me to waking so undeniably yours
as long as I'm losing it so completely
Incendiary glancebe come and collide in me
Soon and in hearts oh
while I go helplessly sky high magic eye sugar rushing don't
stop.
::: posted by Wings at 12/21/2006 08:54:00 AM