Bernhard Pappe

Riding on a rainbow

Climbing up at my dreams
Riding on a rainbow
Sitting high
Far vistas
Seeing the world from top to down
The wind is blowing cold on a rainbow
Rainbows having uncomfortable edges
Nobody is sitting beside me on the rainbow
I’m sliding back into my loved and hated comfortable world

© BPa / 08-2014

 

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