January 29, 2010

The Circles We Stopped Running



Like a walk of dreams;
only this time,
it's on water.

Like a dance of summer;
only this time,
it's in Jupiter.

Like the way we fall;
only this time,
from star to star.

Like the wind against us;
only this time,
we'll reach the moon; there's no distance.

Like rocket science it seems;
only it's easy,
just holding hands, just you and me.

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