Spinning, wheeling, colors clash and pull together,
as I blink and squint, childish dreams and colors pulling together,
pulling apart anew.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Spinning, wheeling, colors clash and pull together,
as I blink and squint, childish dreams and colors pulling together,
pulling apart anew.
Lovely three lines! 🙂
a lot going on in a little space. Fun read!