7.3.09
Ride with you.
Give me ice-cream and a serenade,
Blow me kisses at a big parade,
Thrill me, spoil me, whatever you will;
And maybe I’d ride with you.
Save me sunshine for the night,
Raise the winds to fly a kite,
A waterfall when the streams run dry;
And maybe I’d ride with you.
Pick me blind amongst the crowd,
Keep me close without a doubt,
Carry me not in your arms;
And maybe I’d ride with you.
Show me everything you’ve got,
Bring me to that mountain top.
Create in me an avalanche;
No, wait.
Give me nothing in the world,
And I’d still ride with you.
- The first of a series of poems I'd written up over the holidays
i fluttered by;
11:29 AM
