Thursday, 21 April 2011

imagining.

When I look outside
I see the stars twinkling
and I feel like I could simply
drift away
with the twilight breeze


But then I open my eyes again
and I'm back to sitting on the patio
and I love to simply
drift away
with the thought of where I want to be


I like the way you run your fingers
through my hair slowly and make me
sleepy, like i could simply
drift away
with the beating of your heart


I am cradled against your chest
sitting on the patio
and I realise that I don't need to
drift away
because I am already


where I want to be.

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