chibiultima

Lift your eyes young child and the sun kisses your skin, Akin to the wild breeze that sweeps through and breaks the air, You must take a leap if you wish to meet that golden sun, Step out and you begin to rise as you see her yellow hair dancing. You can’t look away from her as she is the one who returns every morn, She stirs you awake and holds you until sleep is your sweet embrace. Rise higher child, the warmth envelopes you, your heart beats faster, And your love will make it long lasted, Or, perhaps, while dreaming of lights and stars, Your love begins to give you scars. Familiar honeyed scent, strong in the air, As you look last at