dipping my soul in chocolatehaving a tree take me by the hand
entering a white room
so packed with colourful ballons
the door will barely open
sensing lilac clouds of all-flavoured ice cream
sweep me off my feet
as you smile at me
being held locked by the witch
finding out i am the witch
falling off the ferris wheel
just as we were both so thrilled
in a perfect, smily day
getting robbed of your hands
no-one there to
stop that crime
as i see i made you whine
will you always bring your laughter
if i promise to behave?
will you take me to your playground
if i swear not to complain?
give me one more of your hugs, filled with stars and cinnabuns?
trust me now, won't let you down
mom will be a good girl
5 comments:
a powerful piece with emotion ..
Did you say Cinnabuns?
I swear I read Cinnabuns somewhere in there.
Hang on.....
Yep, right there at the end..
I love them damn things.
@damon
So do I, brother... so do I.. ;)
hi carol, i knew that the best person who would understand me emotionally are the those who shared the same experience with me,
thank u so much for your comment, as i check it this morning, it game me a different view of my life now, perhaps a stronger person and a better woman.thanks for the piece of advice...see you around,
Honest to God - Carolina - you have such an exquisite way with words. Whichever way your life turns - please continue to spell it out with this haunting magic.
They get better at each reading.
So many deep and secret longings are stirred, by you, because of you . . .
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