"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Thursday, June 25, 2009

you closed your hand,
you waited.
you counted to 10.
and then you opened it.

all to realise its no longer there.
flown far away, i guess?
quietly, so gently.
elves, faeries and magic spells -
castles in the air!
you see that?

that, is a thing of the past.
sweetly bitter and bitterly sweet were never quite the same.
dance, on a hilltop filled with chamomile flowers.
hear the bluebells ring.
see the swallows weave through the clouds.

then lie down on the pasture once more,
and slowly drift away,
to that faraway castle in the air.

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