My oh my, you make me sigh, Whisked far away ‘n I had no say, One week with you, one week to play The bright sun decays… the blue skies turn grey
I am no longer sad. I no longer feel bad. The sun returns, The flowers rejoice. But all is not finished, I still have a decision, I still must make my choice. Listen close, listen hard Decipher codes written within a card… A card to make wonder A card to make ablunder. Pose & look as the card takes what the world should’ve took, Clothe but not leave, Mutters & longs to be free, Trapped but not sad, Feels nothing but the breeze.
All is calm, all is blue Still, a question is due…
How are you?
Referencing Spiny Spindles