Carousel

i belong in silent worlds where my lips sparkle.

i belong among colors moving carousel, just me and i'll stay there.

or hanging at the fall of the creek, drips away from harsh water.

simply, in the rise and fall of the sun, just as i breathe.

maybe i am where the ink splatters.

if i have lost my reason, will you come to follow?

if i leave, will you stay behind,

and still always be mine.