Days falling like dead leaves into the hands of time
Soft lips of life sinking into mine like a dream.
I want to dream
Dream of places far without names
But how can I do them without you

We spin the world just to find ourselves
Lost in a different time
Too scared to look at the skies
Playing like kids beyond the edge of the world
We fight our enemies with our dreams

Today I looked at the skies
And I saw another puzzle
Rising from the blues
Bubbles of red boiling underneath my skin
A new dream born from the ruins of fear
I stretch these wretched phalanges for a touch
But how can I touch them without you?
© arinze