I wish I could go back to infancy
Sans worry
Sans responsibility, just the one of breathing
Just puking on thy mothers shoulder
When thy was as large as hope yet as small as a chestnut
When thy just had to moan for the world to stop and tend to her
When thy heart was as tiny as a sand particle yet so complete
Sans worry
Sans heartache
When thy eyes were inflamed by tears that weren't resultant of infidelity
When thy courage was as passionate and as dangerous as red
Sans worry
Sans fear
