Friday, March 3, 2017

Fantasies

I have a sweet pea and a circle to be fit in,
I have a wooden spoon, a pearl earring forgotten under the prince's bed;
Paper rings and sleepy cats, a heart forgotten under a lock.
And rivers of clouds are flowing from the sea.

Piece of the Universe are crawling at your feet. And slowly the whispers disappear. You support the world and because of you the humans are angels.

But tomorrow... How is it gonna be?


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