We are spinning, us together.
Dancing across it all,
ignoring the broken glass
and ice underfoot.
Trampling all the spiders,
firecrackers, and bullets.
Leaving it all behind.
Going on to better things.
Us, together. We.
Ursmajor Ursmajor
2 Responses Aug 9, 2010

Very nice poem Victus!

I am who I am and I am me,<br />
I am me who is I is it to true to be?<br />
This is me being I and I am being me.<br />
The things I say I may or may not be,<br />
but only I in the end will truly know me.