Places

If I wanted to fly

I just need to go inside

any place I can hide

is in the waters tide

tonight.

So where are all the places

all filled with graces

encompassed with paces

empty foot spaces

along lily pad’s laces

where the water’s edge takes us.

Inside this great vase

a lily pad’s face

Is the place to go

that is below

where secrecy tows

in the bubbles that blow

as we swim

into the sold out show

which never ends,

and still can’t bend

wont educate me away.

The only place I have for I

is up there in those skies

Day and night

I dream to fly

living in the starry eyes.

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