if only i could sing...

poetic ramblings

Pink skies

Making way

For moonlight

Making way

For midnight

Making way

For satellites

Black skies

Making way

For bright stars

Making way

For planet mars

Making way

For flying cars

I am so lucky

And I am so free

I could start crying

At who I could be

It’s all here

In me

It’s all there

In you

It’s all just

Nothing

And

Everything

To do

With

You