Hazel's Blurty

If I could chase your thoughts,
and catch them like colours.
I would keep them inside
till they dry.
When it pours,
I'll lay them them on the window sill,
and weave stories with my finger-tips
till they slowly evaporate
into the clouds,
and then rain like the rainbow.

pleiades

Current Mood: grateful
Current Music: You and whose army? - Radiohead