I'd like to build bridges
rainbow
turn you into a beautiful grasshopper that you jump from one day to another, from one point to another without fear and without hesitation, as light as air on wings of evergreen.
I'd like to use cascades of colors, wonderful beings or squat very large, to take care of you, little pirate skull, so that you could swim there in the clouds with a smile wider than the surface tone face.
I would make beautiful your life will never be simple, I want to make your life beautiful, more beautiful than you can imagine, for it is large enough to accommodate what you are, to you containing all whole rock you and protect you.
I would give you ...
But it's late, you see, already too late for me. I was filled with stars but their branches, falling to me bleeding all four veins and killed the larks in the mirror it broke.
Our ideals have ratiboisées too high, too high our ideals we have ratiboisées.
And our ideas too good we have abandoned.
But maybe you could. Maybe you.
Maybe if you give me a bit of trouble for my smiles lifter with wire you, perhaps we could sew up some lights in the sky over here and there.
Maybe we could revive the larks with broken wings, so, with "as if".
Maybe, maybe if we try and if you came back, if you back down in your absence to show me how it's done, how it works down here, for me a bit of your innocence, your hopes , your beliefs.
Perhaps, little sister, perhaps. If you wanted
live well for me.
