There is such thing

You made me from your visions and dreams
before you knew me
I was only an optical illusion

I came like a dandelion
rootless and forever wandering
home was never a destination

Then we laid eyes on each other
my fragmentation jigsawed into your reality
your brokenness assembled into my habitation

When the music starts
let’s waltz away to
our life
our home
in absolute
abandonment

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa