cashmereclouds

Try to reach the depths of My soul. The layers seem to go on And on. After all, I'm not just one Specific person; I learn a little from everyone I meet. I grow a little with every Animal born, Sway with every flower in a Warm breeze, And start a new day with Each sunrise.

Stretching-- Exerting her voice like the Fulica atra. At first light, if only the bitter song could be sung. Soothing-- She lightly flits from branch to jubilant branch, accompanying her silent song. The leaves sway along to the tune that only they can hear. Only they can make it a masterpiece.

"What would you be without me?" Oh, can't you see? You would be free! "Where will you go now the window's open wide?" I might have lied. There was no past; The future will just be a contrast To the life we wish we could If only you said you would.

One more slice sounds great. And another, and another. But, you have already Devoured my imagination. And You have set fire to All of my books. My vocabulary is down to two words: What now?

"Ha ha" Is that all you have to say? Because Believe me, There's no way You're Getting off The Hook That easily. (If I can help it) Oh, What was that? "Yes, of course, Darling." Ha ha ha

Swimming,                    Adrift How many times must I tell you? You won't find me Here,  Or here. My mind is elsewhere; My mind Is flowing down, through The drain With my sanity.

Oh my Oh wow Oh joy! No, wait-- Oh bollocks.