In my mind,
I'm thinking of a place
Where you and I can escape
We'll sell our nametags
And we'll live together
We'll fly our kites high
'Till the end of the day
Hand in hand,
We'll walk through the dark
With the moon by our side
But we're just mere migratory birds
Lost in the wrong season
So for now we'll stay like this,
In my mind
YOU ARE READING
Solitude
PoetryS O L I T U D E (n) a state of seclusion or isolation. That's all it takes to free my thoughts.
