Reverie
Sing to the red clouds:
Brilliant heart to a summer sunset
Skipping along the boards
Of a long-forgotten path.
A warm breeze sneaks inside my head
Turning my wayward heart
Towards rescue.
Like a lost helium balloon,
I rise higher and higher
Till I am no longer visible
To beings earthbound;
Closer than ever to the silver moon
Of a stark night.
Stars erased by the man-made lights
Of the pier'
Commanding attention beyond
The short-lived thrills of the rides.
I am enfolded in the damp breeze
And wonder what I could have been
Elsewhere, elsetime
Stripped of the longing
For us.
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