Agnes,
On an intense, deep, mournful, dark night – a night when the owls lost their hoot - she sat next to the wishing well. A well which swirled - the whirlpool of water had ships, another twirl had some sharks – the third had the mightiest of waves.
Umbrellas, in a quiet rainy day – all by themselves, searching
Keys of a note, high and the lows, searching for ears
Fragrance, waiting, passionately, for someone to smell, Say …aah and be lost in time and space.
The moon, waiting to be howled at.
Books, those amazing mighty books – waiting for a pair of eyes.
The wishing well had all these wishes swirling, like little clouds in a blue sky, small puffs, floating amidst nothing – almost light headed, like a warm winter afternoon.
Amidst this silent nothing of a night – she saw in the wishing well a world of hope. There is, always a world waiting with bated breath right there for you. The world is a dream you see with open eyes Agnes.
Everything you believe is real.
The moon does smoke cigars, the clouds are the smoke rings, the giant sea-horse is restless and so waves are mere ripples. The chimpanzees are smarter than us. The queen is an alien overlord. Your cousin Aayush is a duck.
Your dad is 5000 years old.
Be good darling and believe and imagine. Our kingdom`s are in our heads.
Joe
On an intense, deep, mournful, dark night – a night when the owls lost their hoot - she sat next to the wishing well. A well which swirled - the whirlpool of water had ships, another twirl had some sharks – the third had the mightiest of waves.
Umbrellas, in a quiet rainy day – all by themselves, searching
Keys of a note, high and the lows, searching for ears
Fragrance, waiting, passionately, for someone to smell, Say …aah and be lost in time and space.
The moon, waiting to be howled at.
Books, those amazing mighty books – waiting for a pair of eyes.
The wishing well had all these wishes swirling, like little clouds in a blue sky, small puffs, floating amidst nothing – almost light headed, like a warm winter afternoon.
Amidst this silent nothing of a night – she saw in the wishing well a world of hope. There is, always a world waiting with bated breath right there for you. The world is a dream you see with open eyes Agnes.
Everything you believe is real.
The moon does smoke cigars, the clouds are the smoke rings, the giant sea-horse is restless and so waves are mere ripples. The chimpanzees are smarter than us. The queen is an alien overlord. Your cousin Aayush is a duck.
Your dad is 5000 years old.
Be good darling and believe and imagine. Our kingdom`s are in our heads.
Joe
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