Author Topic: To Asya:  (Read 345 times)

Offline sonnynad

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To Asya:
« on: January 10, 2018, 04:59:02 AM »
Cigarettes were never good for you
But Id rather be in Barcelona
With buds beneath my shoe

Oceans away
We dive into our daily tasks
Memorizing by day,
Only to forget with empty flasks,

You- dreaming of electrons- an organized disorder
As your glasses watch your hair grow longer
Because we all know, that beautiful science,
Must be consumed, by an equally beautiful mind
The snowflakes fall, then fall asleep upon your shoulder
Me-at 17 degrees, the California winds grow colder
The sun embraced my wrinkled nose
The quiet sand, cried beneath my toes

But Id rather be in Barcelona
With buds beneath my shoe
Laughing on a street, where my cigarettes were good for you