Young

Let's dance upon the sun! It is nothing but a peeled orange waiting to be kissed by our lips wanting us to enjoy it's glimmering juices But it is too hot to reach the sun let us wait 'till the skies' children are born tiny, trillions, orbs of life clear as our minds, cool as our smiles We don't know the danger Rosy cheeks aren't for elder ones Let them fall upon your face