Let me dream with the idea,
Let me breath a new breeze,
Watch the stars round and near,
And be in touch with my peace.
The tight seal was mistaken,
We both knew to uncover love,
In my mind you’re never taken,
Crisis hit us like a dove.
The face of the sky,
Its fire brought forth,
Its madness raised up,
To untied what we’ve sown.
August 6th 2024
