Kit Kelen #294 – flit


believe me
we won’t die
there’s too much blood in us
too much at stake
we’re down through the fields
we’re up in the trees
we’re away with you
wind in the limbs
we’re up for it
we won’t die
won’t ever
we’re with you
we’re wide awake dreaming
swig at the thing
we won’t die
if things were simply to end
well it wouldn’t make any sense
we’re climbing the vine
we’re hanging on
swing through the trees
take on the tiger
we take the bends
it’s magic
we lean
there are some moments
but we come through
it’s elan vital
there is spark
light in eyes
how can a dream die?
no – it’s forever
I’m sure of that
the world doesn’t run down
the sun doesn’t dim
these arms are forever to hold you
this is the last word my love
this universe is only ever expanding
inscribe such words as these on my stone
don’t let the skies grow over
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