traumerei*

*by Schumann. i wrote this while listening to it
and you guys should read this, SLOWLY, with Traumerei playing on the background :)

meadow;
four shades of green
we are children
running
through young flowers bloom
no shoes, freedom
we laugh while tumbling
down, we're not falling

did we hold hands?

i
remember
we
spun
holding
hands

butterflies;
five of six we see
we are children
chasing
them away wishing to catch them
we will learn in a few years
we will regret some
and long to feel more

how do we stop?

i
hope
we
will
never
stop

count the clouds
one
two three
fourfiveseventen
and sunshine
the ground is warm
our backs say it is
soft with love

did you feel loved?

i
will
never
not
love
you

meadow;
here is not green
we are children
bright-eyed
stretching our time
springtime must never finish
hush, i hear
Traumerei is playing

are you listening?

i
won't
ever
want
to
leave