La Floresta

There was a garden full of four leaf clovers,
a house at the end of summer stairs
and colour filling all souls with dreaming peace.
I have walked through your fantasy
felt your light and laughter,
so now I’ll leave with a sparkle in my heart
and every of my mornings shall be filled with la Floresta smiles.

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maybe

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Maybe she lost her shoes

Maybe they were too flat

Maybe she didn’t need them

to fly

Maybe she was going to measure the wind

Maybe they made good Christmas ornaments

maybe she thought the tree needed protection more then she’d ever would

barefoot