the light

where the wild ones are

i wanna go to the moon,
to the most brilliant galaxies,
and the deepest and darkest of forests.

i wanna breath the air,
that monsters breath.

i wanna see the sky,
that the wild ones gaze upon,
everyday at night,
when the sun sets,
into orangey hues,
of pink and blue.

i wanna taste your lips,
of sunshine and clovers.

i wanna be,
the person everyone wants me to be,

but deep down wishing,
i could really be,
where the wild ones are.