Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Where Is It?, 1983

Come down to me
                             little one.
               and see the lightness
         of your dreams.


Your eyes match the colors
           of the rainbow
on a sunny day,
         and your tears make
                    the dew seem real.


Catch the wind of your soul
                                            little one.
          and fly through the clouds
                of your mind.


And if we should see
           them together,
then find a place to
         be for New Year's Eve, 1984.


You are all you've got
                                   little one.

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