Keep me high.
Like the winds in the sky.
Beauty untouched,
a miracle unbrushed.
Let me discover something new,
in the blue of your mind.
A fragment of a place I once knew,
I am no longer on the ground with you.
So keep me high,
lets discover the great divide,
within what our bedroom walls will provide.
YOU ARE READING
META
PoetryWhen the metamorphosis came, I was not ready. Change is not easy, when you're too young. My brand new wings sprouted from behind me, it burned like hell, but I stayed strong. There was people that needed me, dreams that I needed to complete. I could...
