just a little sprinkle of stardust in your blond hair...
... a vibrant flower between your little fingers
feet springing in merry above the grass
rosebud cheeks...
I would do anything to see that smile last forever
...freeze youth in a jar beside my bed
and inspect it for hours...
taking it apart in my brain...
like a curious boy to a watch
wondering what makes it tick...
what makes youth with it's magic wands
and unicorn dreams... and endless rainbows
oh tell me... my glass jar of sawdust and tears....
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
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