Category : Poems

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Sometimes the sky is a vibrant blue 

Sometimes its a soft blue with tones of pink and orange

And sometimes its black with an alien like blue glow down the horizen


Windows always rolled down

Making my hair dance

And my body chill


Desperately searching for the winning car

and listning for airplanes

New music plays in the back

Talks about our day

And old memories 

The comfortable silence 


The comfort and wormth of my own bed

Soft blanket, torn at the seems

Lavender sented stuff bear

And a dog that wont let me move


Always the first one awake 

Sunlight beams in my room 

Refusing the option for more sleep


Hot cup of coffee 

Watching the birds in the tree

Lizards on the window seal

Snails racing across the sidewalk 

Dead spices in the garden


Trees covering the sidewalk up to the door

Snakes slither across the way

Vins swing from the roof


My house is always cold 

But my room is always warm