Circus lights please;
I am a dreamer
I have to admit
they take me away
and I sail
Unto some distant places
yeah, I can travel light
would not have it any other way
My energy of dreams
is like a satellite
transmitting
something, somewhere
exploding with ideas
One day I may be blind
it does not matter
I keep dreaming
Next day
one of my eyes is opened
and I see more
I keep dreaming
And so on..
now
all my eyes
are opened
I keep dreaming
What are dreams
but not a soul whisperers
I keep dreaming
but of course
Would not have it any other way
Circus light on please.
Kasia Fedyk
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/me-being-me-2/
