flight

rainbow colored thoughts
It happens when I think of you so hard
that a piece of my heart takes off;
sometimes with pain, sometimes with joy
like a rose petal on thin wings of air;
flies a little, dies a little
or rests a while on the forehead of the world
pressing it with all the weight of my love
with the memories of our friendship,
tossed in the bag of seconds we shared
in harmony or conflict or song.
till I forget it all in the swirls of today
and the petal turns into an angel
with tired wings but ready to fly again
over the ocean of salty water
and mountains of men
to grab hope by its tail, make it stay
make us belive we'll be again togheter
in harmony and able to paint
the seconds with the multicolored blood
of our two different souls