To dance a waltz, upon
moonbeam rays,
listening to a silent song..
Tripping over rainbow
lines, splashing
throughout childlike puddles..
These are thoughts
of a childlike blind
within their creative mind…
chris jensen – Lost Poetry
To dance a waltz, upon
moonbeam rays,
listening to a silent song..
Tripping over rainbow
lines, splashing
throughout childlike puddles..
These are thoughts
of a childlike blind
within their creative mind…