I want to dance ceaselessly
barefooted and poured with wine from a bottomless glass
I want to move to Poppy Ajudha’s voice
sway away click my heels and go
to faraway places where trees are made of lollypops
garter belts are all we wear
you’ll be mine and I’ll be theirs
What am I afraid of?
Why am I the one who slows me down
holds me back
lets me live a life of lullabies
while it could be funk and psytrance all the time
I could dig my soles deep in your floor
if only my soul wanted more
of what you have given me before
Was what you saw through the looking glass
really what you wanted the world to be
a kaleidoscope of coloured wings
flying freely harldy ever
landing
when was the last time you
came down?
Come down baby baby
come along
and warm your hands on my tepid soul.