my last trip

Today is the day when the moon refuses to rise

and your mind will be taking a ride
The butterflies turn in your eyes
and the pyramids fall
side to side to side.
The wind is blowing the sun
into the cries of the sky
and its beautiful daughter will whisper
lingering nothingness into her lover's ears.
This is where we all start to fall
and rise up agian
to kiss the eternal rainbow.

 

very cool. Check out my poem just below yours!

 

i liked it.