Sunday, November 4, 2012

White Figure

Your somewhat a dream
And astronauts gleam
Fiction or real
Tell me with words
How you feel

I am indoors
Where no one can see
Evaporation
Surrounds me

But I feel waves that tug and sway
Your somewhat a dream
Here, but far away
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