without knowing when
i started skipping like a kid
without knowing when
i turned into a sigh
blown to the skies
drank by the stars
without knowing when
a million notes chose my chest
for their music sheet
clink against each other
with my every move
for no reason
and for every reason in existence
i begin to ceaselessly
to ceaselessly
laugh
and love
and when i dance
soar
sing
i melt into the truth
that
i am.
and without knowing when
my forever has begun.
love is what is left at the end of the day.
From: melbourne, victoria, Australia
About me: i'm a wanderlust and a warrior of life. i have hordes of nomads and soldiers waiting to wander this sometimes barren and sometimes lush landscape of my head. i send them forth. they are my words. my weapon of choice: purple prose
posted by lei at 4:30 PM