Float on

Kiwi birds in the skyline forcing the air to be thinner and round the cosmopolitan shade out of the arc.

The opium in your tissue was never dark.

Center my shade into yours again.

Even if the sticking laughter is all we have.

 

Shredder the lake into an ocean,

Now float on and never come back. 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Hmmm.....perhaps set in Australia because of the Kiwi birds? Much romantic longing in your words....and the need to escape reality. Thought provoking words. Lydi*

[Jeannette Lunete]

Dear Lydi,
this romance can happen wherever your imagination takes it...so let it be in the "misty forest of Dandenong Ranges". :)
P.S. Thanks for stopping by, it's always a joy to see you around my little shelter. :)

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