I Write Poetry
Is starlight red because it leaves or just because it moves.
I could harness a hawk to leap through the sky.
Catch the sparking, spiraling spots and whisper into a shining ear - be red.
Be blue.
Be every hue.
But please, oh please - stay near.
I could harness a hawk to leap through the sky.
Catch the sparking, spiraling spots and whisper into a shining ear - be red.
Be blue.
Be every hue.
But please, oh please - stay near.