Morningtide Mirth

by Kalgalath   Jan 12, 2010


Waking up ahead of Mr. sunshine, though,
he still lights up my spirit with kisses
blasting off before the first launch
baking before, even the Mrs.

Lost in the caressing plumes of vapor,
Houston we now have my lift-off
feeling phantastically euphoric
exhaust escaping, converts to a cough

Consign to oblivion... something,
what does this mean?
I fight to remember... Ah,
time has been wiped clean

Gazing off into infinity,
no future no past not even a now
so where does this put me?
blazing through space- all i feel is wow

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