With every blink the colour of water changed from blue to red
The chill in the breeze brought a sensation that was long dead
The sky and the height elicited beauty like before
Around she turned at thou to have it more
Pinch her hard Pinch her strong Pinch her sore….
It may be painful, It may be wrong
But she wants to orchestrate this song
Something just knocked her door
It was another dream, it was another hope
Pinch her hard Pinch her strong Pinch her sore….
hmmm.....mysterious, pathos and very evry classic!!!
ReplyDeleteAhem Ahem!
ReplyDeleteBut well expressed!
P.S.- At times in life you need to take a step back and pinch thyself! :)