Monday, April 15, 2013

Above the clouds

Some days
I love to fly so high
above the clouds
that i can see.

If i were just to fly
so very fast and far,
I'd be right where
I've always wished to be.

In that place 
where all the worldly 
curves converge.

The place i was.
The place i am.
The place i'll always be

Right here.
Right now.
Beneath the clouds
with you and you,,
and me.

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