Dellymari's Blog

I swear, it’s all true…

I hold the whole world in my heart.

And sometimes, I just want to run, and let it all flood-out.

Breathe in the sum of everything, all at once.

Set you free!

Paint the lives in my path: red, yellow, green…

Leave something memorable,

to those otherwise blinded.

So many words, yet I can’t explain,

furious-wind blowing in my brain.

Hear, hear, hear, you…

But you can’t feel a thing.

 I’ve been lighting fires everywhere waiting.

Falling into capture.

Can’t escape it. You know that I can’t.

You can’t…

Too many sticks and stones in all these years.

Shattered dreams, but hope remains.

One day, I know you’ll recall

all that I may have forgotten along the way,

but surely it will be too late. I’ll be a memory by then.

A star in the sky to wish upon.

Only don’t expect I’ll answer.

Rather—feel me emerge, a tingle on your skin,

from a humid breeze, or scent of seaweed.

The realization I am gone. Your pieces gathered-inside.

Hear, hear, hear, you…

But you can’t feel a thing. 

I’ve been lighting fires everywhere waiting.

Falling into capture.

Can’t escape it. You know that I can’t.

You can’t…

Remember the day the world was dancing?

Neither can I. But wouldn’t it have been nice?

When you pray –

Imagine me thankful, in a pink summer-dress,

with a spinning hula-hoop that cries,

heart beating quickly in excitement—

Going to jump-free into a parallel-universe

that shines!

Kiss minty-trees, like tall, leafy, men with answers.

God and I will celebrate the wanton chaos behind us,

drink wine, move effortlessly to the Psychedelic Furs,

a full moon in our grasp.

Hear, hear, hear, you…

But you can’t feel a thing.

I’ve been lighting fires everywhere waiting.

Falling into capture.

Can’t escape it. You know that I can’t.

You can’t…

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