while you blow to make the seeds fly
the sunlight sparkles through your hair
on days like these
you don’t even care to know
incumbent upon sincerity’s neighbour
there you go again
looking
with those eyes
and the day flows by with the clouds
else who could provide light and shade
for your every whim
but exquisitely transient in each frame
where do you go when the brightness fades
when time closes another today
nonetheless, wishes to be in perfect reality
with dream companions, smiling at the outside
©13th May 2010 Hey Hey
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