In my eyes,
How the galaxy spins,
In circles and in waves,
I'm dreaming in blue.
I'm walking on the clouds all yellow and gold,
While fishes fly by me,
And birds sing below.
I'm drinking the fire,
I'm swallowing the flames of my inhibition,
Now I must feed the motion in me.
In you,
In the air.
I can feel you beckoning me nearer to those Wisteria eyes,
And smile like the
Sunlight on my back that keeps calling out my name.
Abundant embrace and desire,
Longing to dorwn my trepidation,
And let thy pastel lips of soft
Babies Breath,
Kiss my eyes closed
Until I can ony see you.
May my woebegone spirit stay trapped in the galaxy of you eyes-
Always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem