Meant For Dee Im Sure

Just thinking, of places and times I had laid my heavy head So far removed from silk sheets And a warm comfortable bed Just thinking, on dreams i had In raging storms kaleidoscope like Behind fluttering shut eyes with tears Spearing through, grounding a paper kite Just thinking, of expressions seen From above or below distant and far The colour of eyes, lost in that moment Brewing the droop propped up on a bar Just thinking, just thought remembered Forgotten just slipped away from my head Curtains now closing, lessening light That time and thought we constantly dread.