Spirt Of Life
a laugh, a smile travelling unknown tracks on the path taking life as it is testing what comes destiny’s friend always on axis feeling and fighting for the oppressed fighting the unseen tyrants laughing, open collecting friends moths to the sun at night on the run, secrets working, to early morn’ then relaxing, reading with a Sarstedt refrain on my lips where do you go to my lovely when you’re alone in your bed would you tell me the thoughts that surround you I want to look inside your head