Kissing the Sky
The moon smiles at me
For I have set forth to kiss the sky
My star have no boundary for whee
Than to just arise . . . awake and shine.
The wind winks at me
For a divine tête-à-tête for we
As the Heavens beckons on me
I am set to kiss the sky at will.
Nothing will change my gut
For I am meant to kiss the sky
Even if the whole world hurt
I will but refuse to be shy
But to open up not all my lot
In my quest to kiss the sky and fly.
Alayande Stephen. T
1.57am
21st of July, 2006
Copyright © Alayande Stephen | Year Posted 2006
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