I want to wash
Away the weight
Of my world
& Bathe in eternal
Sunshine.
I want to daydream
In a place
Where teardrops
Could not
Find your name.
Baby the daises aren’t
Far behind the
Cheap landscape
Of gravel & wine.
Trade me hazy
Half-way thoughts
On carpet rides
Through starless skies.
I want to know
Why our world
Is always crying
& if my own
Sun soaked showers
Provide compromise.







