It takes me forever

It takes me forever to harmonize the wind blowing over my sky with the half-dried streams along my veins

It takes me forever to deviate the sunshine's sparkles reflected on it - and,

                    these flying bubbles pop out a smell of a green, brand new promises

towards a wider road out there,

accompanied by dark-colored desert

a journey of ensuring myself that, yes - I'm still able to witness it.

your 6-pieces wings,

of white and blue, and circles on it.

It takes me forever to learn and interpret the notes 

made by the sound of your flapping wings

Is it a melody of yearning? and what is it yearning for?

Is it a melody of fear? and what is the threat, then?

It takes me forever to finally breathe the same air

With the dandelions you blow away

A journey of agreeing takes a gradual phase

I promise that I won’t let this river dry

I’ll let the flow keep singing the same wish

Of being the one that you go home to.