I hear them whisper:
“Come,”
they say.
“Come away with me.”
They touch my eyes,
my heart leaps,
my Soul
sours.
“Come,”
they say.
“Jump if you dare.
Catch us, if you can.”
“Come,”
they say.
“Come away with me.”
They touch my eyes,
my heart leaps,
my Soul
sours.
“Come,”
they say.
“Jump if you dare.
Catch us, if you can.”