Publicerad 2015-11-05 10:07 av barfotafantomen




into the trees


there is something

floating around me

I can see it
I can feel it

but whenever I reach it

it turns into a cloud and leaves
with the breeze

into the trees
among the dreams

there it rests until I'm ready again
to begin the chase

for something, somewhere, some how.





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