Friday, December 20, 2013

I feel light, pick me up*


I feel light, pick me up*

It came from nowhere
Moving on just the same
It had no intentions at all
Wondering around in the sunlight
No choreograph at all
Linger, one stroke in the breeze
Falling downward but yet still dancing
Thick like a veil
Dust in the daylight window

Dom*Colucci © 2013

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