Is the sky following me? Or am I following the sky? I Watch it closely from my dreamers eye... Your heart goes aflame leaves me high from the fumes of the burning and smoking vessels of the beating drum inside you it lay Look upon thy sleeve Morph into a dragonfly but dont let life pass you by As it hits your chest, you feel the wind ... cold... taking your breath replacing it with something new something new.... something youve never felt but have been meaning to... Scratches down your spine, feathering every little bone... Humming a tune, as you go along ... dragging down the path not yet known but sure to be followed until you fall into a hole...or fall into your soul... with every little sigh, as you watch what goes by...
