children
oh dear,
what a lovely day was it, wasn't it?
running across the sea,
flying through the gates and castles,
keeps of fears and madness...
growing the pretty flowers of your own.
oh love,
watching you fall from the skies like a meteor shower,
the glistering petals dancing in the air,
the gemstones left of you, and—
the smell of fresh, summer rain...
oh child,
how to stop the time?
how to stay in this sole, breathtaking moment?
how to keep you here?
you and i had an agreement...
please, oh please,
just yet, just a while,
please don't go away...
Copyright © Santo di Peccato | Year Posted 2024
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