Dancing strong is my yellow cloud of myth
To whom do I belong?
I want to say to this yellow cloud of myth
It was all an opportunity for a higher grade
Musical appreciation, I guess I’m now finer behaved
I met her my freshman semester
Through her eyes I see stress can bless her
On her toes, for she prefers both highs and lows
I guess I never paid her much attention
In the arms of a future friendship
This hazard could have been a crushed prevention
But dancing strong is my yellow cloud of myth
To whom do I belong?
I want to ask this yellow cloud of myth
She kept it real
As if she were an addiction I repped her pills
And as I entered this auditorium
I could see on their faces this was boring according to them
As I took my place among my college crowd
As if I had a sense of humor
I smirked as I thought of mythology a loud
As the play continued
My weary eyes searched the menu
And just as I began to gnaw away
Like a cloud of darkness she flawed my day
There she was dancing strong
This yellow cloud of myth
Categories:
repped, life, mystery, song-yellow, myth,
Form: Free verse