‘Tis a Wish of Mine…

Upon dancing stars I sit, but yet wander,

The mind escapes from heavy sight,

Breeze, a violin symphony across the skin,

Clouds dressed in moonlight, as I ponder.

Silence, a veil to unburden a gentle ache,

Tranquility bestowed a utopian soul,

Stillness of the night, willing me to dream,

Ink ridden sky, mirrors a different face.

Future, like a bullet through society,

Air, perfumed with a dusting of rain,

Breath in front of me, echoing fear,

As droplets appear, I sense self purity.

I'm changing, a fading silhouette of night,

A bruised, drenched light forming hope,

A story?

A wish?

A romantic love of life?

Shadows wade, as my heart takes flight.

To be happy,

To be me,

As I gaze through liquid sky,

'Tis only but a dream?

'Tis just a Wish of Mine...