i. catch a falling star and put it in your pocket (never let it fade away): i have no need & no right to steal that starlight, for a bit of it has been already absorbed and soaked into my very own eyes;
ii. the sea has the power to obliterate the sorrows of life on earth ;
iii. the metaphors of the swash & backwash;
iv. the girl who belonged to the sea;
v. sing me lullabies that can shut down anyone’s worried mind;
vi. i gave all the pictures away, for i would never forget those faces.
over my floor they have walked in angels’ steps,
and through my dreams & nightmares they have travelled.
beneath the frozen skies and the sickness of the world i was born into they have descended,
and among the clouds i still look at after all these years they have blown the breeze that plays with my hair everyday.
onto this curtain they have put a spell that keeps it safely closed while i am sleeping,
and until i wake up,
around the sides of my bed 13 angels have standed guard towards the night
can’t wait to put my hands on the new one <3