Feel the wind on my face,
The longing in his gaze.
See the winter go spring
The sky going pink.
The clouds fading away
The trees that gently sway.
Feel the caress of every moment.
Realize the blink of my eyes
Taste the morning rain.
And feel the fading pain
Look at the people walking away
And see the emotions play
Let me hear the sound of my own laughter
And find comfort in my sobs
Make my own song
Smoke slowly the last bong. ;)
O let me slowly dance away
2 comments:
Nice Nice Salute :-)
Aww Last bong ?? but why you deserve more for writing this so well :-)
Soul Mekanik !!
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