Voyage

Older one, not very long and kind of feels incomplete, yet I like it that way...

Voyage

Maybe it’s just the wind then,

That is forcing us apart,

And making us act the way we do now…

Maybe it’s just the rain then,

That splatters your beautiful face,

With cold silver-tinted diamonds

Is it the sun or the stars?

That warms the very essence of our hearts,

Melting away old felt deception,

And making us act the way we do now…

The deep blue ocean called sky,

Where we can forever row our boat,

And never again turn back

For humanity,

The way we do now…