Drifting

Drifting through the quiet streets,

Neon shadows wrap around my feet.

Every heartbeat hums a secret song,

Pulling me somewhere I belong.

Clouds of color in the midnight sky,

Whispers of the things we can’t define.

Hold my hand, I’ll float with you tonight,

Through the spaces where the stars collide. And I feel the echoes in the light,

Dancing through the dark until it’s bright. Every ending folds into a start,

A little fire burning in my heart.

Soft illusions bloom along the walls,

Time slips and rises, then softly falls.

I see your face in every fleeting glow,

A quiet place where only we can go.

Clouds of color in the midnight sky,

Whispers of the things we can’t define.

Hold my hand, I’ll float with you tonight,

Through the spaces where the stars collide. And I feel the echoes in the light,

Dancing through the dark until it’s bright. Every ending folds into a start,

A little fire burning in my heart.