I need the sky to walk down and touch me

freckles of memories

mark my journey

from where I’ve been

and where I’m going

Only the sky can see

wings of faith-

See me carry my paper children

feed the souls with light and promise

that soon we birth our dreams

to fly

I need the sky to come down and touch me

pick up my fragile pieces

bottle up my tears

teach me how to

carry my paper children

VisionarieKindness 2015


22 responses to “Desire:”

  1. Girl that first line… I had to re-read it a few times because I loved it so much. Great leading line to such a great poem.

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