I will be gone with the wind.
With my hands rised high,
And my dainty feet caught in mid air.
I race for the stars.
With music lingering in my eye drums;
Love strolling in my heart.
Leaving behind fun memories
Of sweet purple lipstick,
And shinning brown eyes.

I will be gone with the wind.
Sailing briefly for the sun.
On pale blue seas with no boundaries.
Lost in my dreams.
Never finding my way,
Back to warm hugs,
And fimilar faces.

I will be gone with the wind.
Before the rain drops,
© Ekpemandu Prince 2016
And I’m drenched with love and perfect kisses.
Catching feeling,losing my soul.
Hurting because I was told,
I’d never get better,but worse.
A broken heart with many scars.

I will be gone with the wind.
Building castles out of dark clouds.
Plaguing my tummy with moon-cakes and sugary water.
I’d be far from home;
From family and friends.
Just me and the night skies,
And the universe to roam.
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