i paint the sun with yellow line
you draw the clouds
so the heat will be just fine
i paint a plane in grey flying high
you said, “that’s your ride
whenever i need a shoulder to cry”
you draw blue birds surrounding the sky
and said, “they are there
to lead you to where am i”
and when you started to draw stars in blue line
i asked you, “how can stars shining in daylight?”
you answered it with only a smile
and the smile tells me
that neither the sun nor the moon
can cheer alone without your sparkling wine
-repost from carrotsoup.multiply.com, Feb 2, 2009-