Ideals
I'm a little drunk, a little crazy...
Ideals
The window is
Calling
So daunting
The rain is
Dancing
With such grace
The world is
Dying
In our pitiful embrace
I looked through
The window
A world of its own
The waltzing rain
Kissing pecks on
My cheeks
I spun in
A child-like
Merry-go-round
Watching the
Castles tumbling down
From the heavenly clouds
The window closed
The rain stopped
The world died