The evening is fading away
like the sunset on window sheets,
the sky is coming to the earth
with its bodies of crystal stars.
Life is ' bubble in a window
glass, so we're lost on this wall —
we're lost in a honey; because
we've twirled for a direction, yet,
we reached just a spot. here — our hearts.
in the middle of this cold night,
beneath the blue travelling star.
we're walking together in the
Brightness of confusing shadows;
("yours is taller." "no, yours is short").
but you're the darkness of an ocean
which i won't sail. because i'm lost.
"words from the innocent mind"
Akinwale Peace Akindayo