if this is it please know youve been the greatest love of my life
dance with my shadow
as he lights our stage
from aloft
such lofty heights
watching ever watching
but detatched and
far
ever reaching stare
seeing through paper hearts
through
muscle
and
soul
just wind dancing
paint my mind the colour of stars, fill me with wonder and tell me what i hold
the day breaks, it crashes…shards of blue flee to every point i see,
the gold once suspended now leaking bringing a dawn i cannot capture
turning,
children are chasing butterflies, no fairies for them, through their laughter and joy
is a sting of anguish and regret that i will never be shook with that laughter again
that mither will never again hold me as i lay steeped in innocence,
i am no more a butterfly.
but do we all become moths, do we all lose that colour as we are drawn to that flame?
or can we choose to stay afloat in that sun singing meadow