Want to weave a fantasy world by petrova, literature
Literature
Want to weave a fantasy world
I want to build forts from sheets
(I was never allowed)
in your room and let you find me
when you get home,
I want to giggle all night
with a lamp and a comic or story,
maybe with some shadow play,
in a tent - indoors,
I want to make snow angels
in the middle of the night,
because I can - it has snowed,
I want to see a unicorn
and let her lay her head
in my lap - I wouldn't tell anyone
(I might whisper),
I want to dance around
in the rain, in the snow,
in the moment
and hear you laugh - so close,
I want to build castles
and be swept away by
evil but kind hearted princes
and princesses,
I want to jump in piles of leav
I'm raging against the wind,
I need someone
to take my hand - hold me down,
I'm afraid to be swept away,
far from everything I love,
from everyone,
I'm as light as a feather,
empty inside
and if I just stand on my toes
the wind will take me,
the wind howls, the wind yells,
screams,
I exhaust myself with it,
no one is there to protect me
from the wind,
the echoes inside my ribcage,
the only thing anchoring me
is the promise
of not flying away - yet.