Tuesday, August 01, 2006


jumping between clouds,
dancing in the stars,
singing with the sun,
you shine away,
till my fears are gone.

your eyes are a gun,
that shoots bullets,
silvery, shiny,
small pieces of happy,
landing all over the place,
with just one look.

so... lil moongirl,
will you hop down,
turn me around,
shoot your gun at me,
and take me away?