If I were high,
I would paint the skies,
In whatever colors I like.
I would fall asleep with beautiful dreams,
You wouldn't be there.....so bye.
I would dance on the moon,
Surrounded by pretty lagoons,
Shagging every merman in sight,
With stardust in my eyes,
Making love to the night skies,
Run to earth's edge "Do it!"
If I so dared,
no reason to care.
This world is so mine,
At least when I'm high,
So when I'm floating,
Leave me high in the air.
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoetryThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
