My legs stuck up over the grass
Like the antennae of an insect
As I watched dandelion seeds
Spinning through the world’s exhale
With clouds as my stepping stones
I tip-toed through the azure pond
Only able to through my perspective
My legs stuck up over the grass
Like the antennae of an insect
As I watched dandelion seeds
Spinning through the world’s exhale
With clouds as my stepping stones
I tip-toed through the azure pond
Only able to through my perspective