I stare at the sun
instead of watching where I’m going
I watch the light of my dreams
so bright that I’m blind as the night
twinkle twinkle
I see so clearly
every orbit
but never the satellite that blindsides me
So I wink back at every flirty star
I whisper their names
the ones they gave each other
before eternity made her plans
I wonder where my feet are
or where they will be tomorrow
when I dance behind my door
or in front of yours
in the morning I taste the grass
and Earth in my bruised teeth
I stubbed my toe on the moon again
should have watched where I was going
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by Doodleslice
2013-12-19