Thursday, January 12, 2017

Slip

At times, I wish I were transparent
So I could slip away into the night
To steal something and make it mine
If only for a while
Sometimes I wish I had no name
I’d be a stranger to them all
You’d hear the whispers and the talk
But I’d come and go without shame
A simple girl, how fun I’d be
You could sneak away with me
To hide under a roof of stars
And write a tale, so heavenly


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