Bashed up rhythms
crashing down
feet in the soil
thoughts too loud
I had a crazy thought that maybe... maybe you have shown up lately up there in my head and across the lawn where you had read the future on my palm
No one thought that you should build a boat for stormy seas, have a seed to plant a tree, raise your hands to envelop me, close your eyes to keep the dreams close to you for nights like these
The sky is clear now, tomorrow's here. So come on down and breathe with ease. Forget the words you said to me and come on down to breathe with ease.
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Värvitud sinised linnud
PoetryVärvitud sinised linnud on kurvad. Nad ei nuta, vaid raputavad tiibasid ja pritsivad värvi. Kogumik luuletustest nii inglise kui ka eesti keeles. / The colored blue birds are sad. They will not cry, but shake their feathers and spray paint. This is...
