19 May, 2011


Spinning, spinning, spinning,
Head a mass of thoughts,
Yet so alone,

Turning, turning, turning,
Feel a presence there,
Wish it were real,

Stare up at the sky,
Thinking of you,
Wondering if you’re staring too,

When I leave,
I’ll look at the sky,
Just in case you’re watching too.


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