21 April 2013

And the sea,
with its sweet sweet breeze,
couldn't even cure me.

And the dreams,
with their dark dark twists,
couldn't even free me from
the wilderness
that I so desire.

So I set out now,
for a new adventure,
for a chance to flutter
by
and change, again.

So I ask, that you wait
for me here,
and I promise to return
with a bundle to
last us through the long winter.


e.campagna