Red Balloon
Red Balloon
Wandering so quietly
Across the way
Towards the sea
Lost and torn
I want to touch the clouds
And find my way back
To you
Your pale lips
I want a kiss from you
Before we meet
Again
The ocean’s stiff
The color of blue I see
Knuckles get cold
I unclench my fists
Blue stained cheeks
I make my way towards you
Intertwined limbs
At last
We’re red balloons
Dancing through cotton skies
I call this love
It never dies
About the Contributor
Alexis Dagar, Managing Editor
Heyooo. My name is Alexis Dagar, a junior here at Pioneer Valley High School, and I have been a part of the Panther Tales for three years. This opportunity...