For a mere second,
All I want is for you to hold my hand and clutch it for dear life,
To shut our eyes and ears to what's surrounding us and burn what's left from the past,
To kill the fear inside each of us and surrender our ambitions of curiosity,
To let the roses and butterflies set free and discover their own destiny,
To dare and risk a change in ourselves, thinking that maybe this will be a good one,
To live a journey out in the nature, through the wild and through the glum.
But most importantly,
For a mere second,
We'll fly together with our wings of liberty ,
Through the rain and through the wind,
Until we reach the moon, where we would lie down and talk our hearts out,
And I know if I were to fall through it all, you would be clutching my hand and never letting go.
But we both know that I'll keep on wishing and wishing,
Until the day you'll be flickering next to the moon itself,
Watching me destruct myself,
A blow after a blow . . .
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Chaotic Tranquility
Poetry#232 in deep : 8/7/18 #37 in my youth : 8/7/18 |°°°°| She slept on a fluffy cloud and covered herself with the night sky . Then layed her head upon a thousand of shimmering stars . The moon serenaded her with a tranquil...
