Looking inside a lake of memories no stream to move them far, to touch future of hope and trust. I go on trying to swim and deny that hurt ever took flight that I was more than wish a whisper, that butterflies touched heart, one breath of fairy longing.
What could I do to set your heart alight, can you remember us in frozen twilight that turned purple? Cold hands, and dying dreams, where is warm longing and the wings we grew together for the ocean, can we find island of our home, are we too far, too deep, to see the way back into love, one soul linked in a maze of doubt, I’m here like I promised, I always will.
Dallasite, passionate storyteller and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections. “Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end”
