A Place of Forests and Castles
The moon rises over the mountain.
Vertigo makes me feel like I may
fall into it.
Thoughts of the day, play in fast
forward.
The things that went wrong, things
that made a sound reach your lips.
Then I saw you standing there.
The feeling, of seeing you there, rescues
from the melancholy.
Moving through the city, like urban shaman.
Knowing the real from those things
that are but hollow promises.
We search for that place of possibilities,
some say australia, others point to
the sky.
Then as we look into each other's eyes,
we find that court of creature comfort.
A place of forests and castles, any place,
that loves' royalty... would call home!
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